woman writers

When I read literature, I don't tend to base their writing styles on their sex, but now that i've thought about more I do see some differences. I think both women and men can choose the same topics, although one may understand another one better. If a book is about mostly about woman, I like to read it from a man, just to see their perspective on things. But for the most part, it doesn't matter to me.

dear Norman Mailer: kaycee and ebony

Dear Norman Mailer,

I feel as you you don’t have respect for woman. You feel superior to us lady’s, but in reality you have no idea. Maybe if you would have the balls to read my books, you would change your view on woman authors. So are you saying that you believe out of since children, if a daughter of yours wanted to pursue the dream of being an author, she would have to be a whore? I am not a heartless person, so I respect your opinions, I just strongly disagree. I may not be sane, but I have more sense then you. I feel that you should be open-minded, but who am I to change you.

Yours truly,

Virginia Wolfe

similarities

The similarities between Ethan Frome and The Story of an Hour is Ethan is in a happy place when wife is not with him, and Mrs. Mallard is happy when her husband is gone. Both of these stories are tragic tales.

Edith Wharton

1. She was married for 28 years, but it was her biggest mistake.

2. She wad a landscape architect, and built The Mont.

3. she was the first woman to win the Pulitzer award.

4. She was good friends with Theodore Roosevelt.

5. She died while writing the Buccaneers, so it was finished by Marion Mainwaring.

short story

Molly-sue was a star in her barrio. Some would even consider her a grandee. Every night she would dream of becoming famous manana. Two years later, That dream finally came true. She soon had a bonanza of money and absolutely loved it. anon, she became tired, She couldn't even have here everyday siesta's because she was always so busy. She was being watched diurnally. She would have dreams of having a normal life again, and being a star just in her neighbor hood. A tercentenary later, She passed away form a paparazzi's camera going down her throat. She was the girl to be throughout her generation, but she didn't enjoy like she thought she would. There wasn't only a flotilla amount of people who became obsessed with, it was the whole world.