madness......

ok, so the hours is playing on dvd.....and i am always amazed that more women did not go mad in the repressed eras that we claim to be passed.....the women at home eras and the women who are at home but write eras.....and the women who live with other women but mourn the man that got away eras.....so many eras....so few women that go mad......relatively, or overtly......or bonafide......so little madness, so much time.....that book, like that movie.....one of my favorite books is virgina woolf's a room of one's own....it makes me want to be someone who puts words to paper......heaven knows that i have many rooms i can call my own....i could take over the basement radon roon as my personal writing realm....and crown myself queen of all i see......wow...i like how that sounds...maybe i just needed to declare myself as ruler over all that i survey...how was it that seinfeld described it.......ah well....i have no plans for madness as long as i have decent white wine and a tolerable book to read.......