who's afraid of.....

ok, so today was the birthday of virginia woolf.......she of the famous quote from book club about how she wrote of squishy hormonal stuff........i won't go that far in my assessment of her work or her worth......she did write one of my favorite books......a room of one's own......which is actually a presentation that she gave once at a woman's college.....later worked into a long essay about women and literature in 1929 she wrote: "So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say. But to sacrifice a hair of the head of your vision, a shade of its colour, 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, and the sacrifice of wealth and chastity, which used to be said to be the greatest of human disasters, a mere flea-bite in comparison.........of course, when i read these words i hear nicole kidman saying them......she who won an oscar for her portrayal of the delicate and marginally insane virginia.........but then are not all people marginally delicate and/or insane from time to time......writing what i like hepls keep me on the acceptable side of sanity...or so i hope.......the day is still young.......