
Current read. Every page offers something fresh - a reflection, consideration. I am loving it. P22 “as Virginia Woolf well knew, “killing the angel in the house was part of the occupation of a woman writer.” The violence was necessary; without it, that Angel - sympathetic, charming, unselfish (if there was a chicken she would take the leg; if there was a draft she‘d sit in it) - would have plucked the heart out of my writing.”