A Room of One's Own, and Three Guineas

Virgina I love you but idk this book was mid. Like I already get all this stuff and yessss feminism, I will do what I want despite judgement of others. I'm sure that this book would mean more if I was reading it in 1940, but im not. I am reading it now in 2024. Although times have changed its crazy to see that the motivation of anti-feminists really hasn't changed. Maybe I need to read it again while paying more attention. I don't regret reading it which means it has my stamp of approval I guess.

An unique essay, much needed, explaining how time and solitude is needed to be able to create, and how women have been deprived of it for centuries. How much writers, poets, great artists have we lost through history by not considering women as equals to men? A real food for thought, still vital even decades after it was written.