Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

17 April 2007

A Room of One's Own

So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters... But to sacrifice a hair of the head of your vision, a shade of its color, in deference to some Headmaster with a silver pot in his hand or to some professor with a measuring rod up his sleeve, is the most abject treachery.

This summer I am reading some more Virginia Woolf. At least that's the plan. If you haven't read To the Lighthouse, you really ought to pick that up.

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