A Room of One's Own
For as long as there have been women writing, there have been women writing furtively, interruptedly, sporadically. Jane Austen wrote in the parlour, hiding the pages when someone entered the room. Nearly 200 years later, Jane Urquhart wrote stories on her dining room table since she was the only person in the house without a room of her own. Little has changed.
Women have a long history of putting their ambitions last. Of course these days it is encouraged to try (I say try because I wonder how many are really doing it successfully) to balance career and family, but generally only if it is economically feasible. Work where the payoff is uncertain is often considered frivolous and unnecessary. This is a whole other post I know, one I don't have the strength for right now!
To get back on topic, I could carve out a room of my own and I should. I need to buy myself a good office chair and rearrange the guest room. I need to stop writing at the dining room table, or on the sofa with the laptop burning my legs.
Where do you all write (or paint, compose, whatever)? How many of you have a room of your own? Do you want one?