In a moment of… not solitude exactly –more like nobody is asking me to do anything at this particular moment–I open my laptop to write and it’s full of Disney Channel games My Kid uploaded while I was doing something else!
With apologies to Virgina Woolf, author of the 1929 essay “A Room of One’s Own”, a laptop of one’s own is perhaps what is necessary for a woman to write in these times. Apparently I don’t even have that!
Aghhhhhhhh!
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