tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post8305192752207440359..comments2023-04-05T03:28:05.485-06:00Comments on The K Is No Longer Silent: A Room Of One's OwnKasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-84694711712533060712012-02-11T11:40:33.095-07:002012-02-11T11:40:33.095-07:00I like that that you say {as|like} my friend thank...I like that that you say {as|like} my friend thanksBusana Muslimhttp://toko-baju-muslim.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-23737753024493329262011-06-14T23:28:01.724-06:002011-06-14T23:28:01.724-06:00Hi Kass - it's been a while since we last hear...Hi Kass - it's been a while since we last heard from you. I hope everything in your world is steady and that all is well. Take care over there - ClaireClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-20409764984867723492011-03-12T09:17:54.148-07:002011-03-12T09:17:54.148-07:00What a wonderful post! I'm a firm believer in ...What a wonderful post! I'm a firm believer in having a room or space of one's own, adamant even. I'm not terribly familiar with Virginia Woolf, but Gifts From The Sea is a precious favorite. Thanks for joining in over at Moonbeam and Sunshine; it's fun to have a place to play like a little girl again!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03748377856813140893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-20276995423617770322011-02-19T19:02:27.639-07:002011-02-19T19:02:27.639-07:00Hi Kass, this is a beatiful post, thanks for shari...Hi Kass, this is a beatiful post, thanks for sharing! If I ever get my writing areas cleaned up I may post about them. I really enjoyed learning about your writing spaces.<br /><br />Also, I left you an award on my blog: http://alannaklapp.blogspot.com/2011/02/chipper-writers-first-award.htmlAlanna Klapphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06210551798146012106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-80748116488579054652011-02-16T12:28:01.060-07:002011-02-16T12:28:01.060-07:00Found you! You can ignore my message.
The place...Found you! You can ignore my message. <br /><br />The places you write in are pretty cool. Love the high counter. Thanks for stopping by my blog.J.L. Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05666634455836834179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-79825513498084166882011-02-07T17:45:55.759-07:002011-02-07T17:45:55.759-07:00I do most of my writing on my bed with my little d...I do most of my writing on my bed with my little dog tucked up beside me. Great to see the inner workings of your home sweet home :)Tabitha Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08196816108272065974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-18779069069324471942011-01-30T06:58:01.996-07:002011-01-30T06:58:01.996-07:00Sending you a big, warm HUG. thanks for sharing s...Sending you a big, warm HUG. thanks for sharing so much of your soul. It touches me deeply.<br /><br />one love.SE'LAH...https://www.blogger.com/profile/16108031333928082540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-25243956138720636752011-01-27T08:35:01.008-07:002011-01-27T08:35:01.008-07:00Oh, how cool! I love doing this too; I am a nester...Oh, how cool! I love doing this too; I am a nester!<br /><br />Thank you very much for the tour. Your house looks very welcoming! I think I might just have to take you up on the suggestion to share my work space. But... I have to clean/organize it first! heheAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05637557309399845617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-57686228027648155932011-01-27T07:33:41.599-07:002011-01-27T07:33:41.599-07:00I have only one place to write since I use a deskt...I have only one place to write since I use a desktop--that has a natural keyboard--and wouldn't dream of writing with a pen.<br /><br />I know little of Virginia Woolf other than that she had a beautiful daughter named Julia who married a Jackson, I believe it was. Anyway, she was often photographed by another Julia whose last name, I think, was Duckworth. This latter Julia finally moved to India along with her coffin, and that's where she died.Snowbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-40913835580789567462011-01-27T06:23:17.262-07:002011-01-27T06:23:17.262-07:00Not a huge Woolf fan. But, I get the need to be sh...Not a huge Woolf fan. But, I get the need to be shut away to write. I have this fantasy that I have held since I was in my 20's. One day, I want a small little house in a small New England town. I want enough money to be able to just write, listen to music and not have to talk to a single soul all day long. <br /><br />My life right now is so...verbal. I feel like I will scream sometimes from all the voices flying around me. The last time that I was completely alone for long periods of time was this summer when my daughter was vacationing with her father and my partner was in Africa on a Fulbright. I adored my privacy, adored it. And it spoiled me because now I crave it.Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05049511202014141182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-21747821814855203962011-01-26T07:57:43.872-07:002011-01-26T07:57:43.872-07:00Annie has secretly started another music themed bl...Annie has secretly started another music themed blog in which she shares tunes that she digs... <br />(http://musicallypromiscuous.blogspot.com/)<br />If my explorations into her archives are anything to go, she hasn't put up any of her own music. But it does feature a rocking (and tantalizing) picture of her next to a piano... <br />C'mon Annie, spill! : jAvohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15808959359850145003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-21711888122741258392011-01-26T07:52:46.918-07:002011-01-26T07:52:46.918-07:00DICK - Looking forward to that photographic post. ...<b>DICK</b> - Looking forward to that photographic post. I've seen your countryside and that alone would be inspiration enough.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-58392277415250022682011-01-26T07:51:00.585-07:002011-01-26T07:51:00.585-07:00ANNIE - You write music?!!
Are there examples of i...<b>ANNIE</b> - You write music?!!<br />Are there examples of it on your blog? How wonderful your shed sounds. Would love to see your crafts. I'll have to scroll through your blog. Thanks for dropping by.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-35450279412585542372011-01-26T06:40:04.413-07:002011-01-26T06:40:04.413-07:00Fascinating to see the various stations from which...Fascinating to see the various stations from which you venture forth out of real space and into the blogosphere! <br /><br />Some of us ran a meme back in the early days of blogging in which we posted illustrated accounts of our writing locations - just as you have here. I'm now minded to revive it. I shall do a spot of tidying and then get busy with the camera!Dickhttp://patteran.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-2647282650352744012011-01-25T18:24:10.986-07:002011-01-25T18:24:10.986-07:00LES - I click with you and celebrate the enigmatic...<b>LES</b> - I click with you and celebrate the enigmatic in all of us.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-32385445999528423312011-01-25T16:48:18.364-07:002011-01-25T16:48:18.364-07:00I have a shed...but it looks like a cottage. I don...I have a shed...but it looks like a cottage. I don't write words there, but music...yes. And I create jewelry and other crafty stuff in it. It's odd....because I started blogging first, then writing, then poetry a year after that...and writing doesn't seem to flow unless I am sitting at a computer. Strange isn't it?Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-56442288621624888722011-01-25T16:45:18.897-07:002011-01-25T16:45:18.897-07:00Join me in a click of the champagne flutes to cele...Join me in a click of the champagne flutes to celebrate Virginia's birthday? Then you may drink my champagne [WV = dente] while I give you my trademark homemade red sauce with pasta al dente.Leslie Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15702472429383639709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-52763556610943763912011-01-25T14:07:20.155-07:002011-01-25T14:07:20.155-07:00JEANNETTE - A sense of place is important, I think...<b>JEANNETTE</b> - A sense of place is important, I think, even if we have to invent it in our heads. I'm looking forward to what you write as a result of reading this.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-67087819267572457672011-01-25T13:35:55.991-07:002011-01-25T13:35:55.991-07:00Kass--I did not have a room of my own until my hus...Kass--I did not have a room of my own until my husband left me. That book and May Sarton's "Journal of a Solitude" were by my bed for YEARS. I was on my second copy of "A Room" by the time my husband left. Your blog entry has inspired me for my next entry, I think... we got a 2400 square foot house, after raising the kids in a two-bedroom apartment which we converted to three by using bookcases in an alcove. In the new house, everyone got a room but ME. My husband took over the spare room and once again, I was working in the dining room, using a word processor on a rolling tv table... What a marvelous entry.JeannetteLShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13528285846408727632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-17262414084722406292011-01-25T08:56:16.774-07:002011-01-25T08:56:16.774-07:00LES - I envy your 'get-away.' I'm glad...<b>LES</b> - I envy your 'get-away.' I'm glad you were able to take a break. Your comment opens some interesting avenues and discussion as my friend, Mary Anne has noted. Here we are, at our respective ages, still musing about Virginia, life and the effect our childhood has had on us. Do we ever get to roam free from the thought-encasing prisons in our minds?<br /><br /><b>MARY ANNE</b> - As I've said to Leslie, there are so many things at play here. I know women who have suffered similar and even worse abuse and even with all the meds and counseling they've participated in, they still struggle with the effects of the huge impact that kind of abuse imprints on the psyche.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-17208999311476831432011-01-24T16:38:23.831-07:002011-01-24T16:38:23.831-07:00Yes...damaged. In Louise DeSalvo's very illum...Yes...damaged. In Louise DeSalvo's very illuminating work regarding the sexual abuse (step-brother) one can see how Woolf's writing continued to try to work out this issue. Her views on British patriachy, whether to publish or not publish (to keep her works locked up in her desk, to maintain her silence), The Voyage Out.."I'm terrified by my boldness". Could her apparent need to encode her writing with allusion, etc., act as a self-protective mechanism? Could something more than the BiPolar dx have been at war within? Imagine how her female subjectivity could have flowered had she had some tx for the abuse?Mary Annenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-76182905709712640652011-01-23T21:35:43.040-07:002011-01-23T21:35:43.040-07:00I'm guilty of being a slow responder to your l...I'm guilty of being a slow responder to your last comment to me. I am guilty of slithering off for a little get-away with limited internet access. Imagine! <br /><br />You know that Woolf haunts me, too. Deeply. I know the letter you quoted,and many others between her, Leonard, her sister Vanessa Bell, etc. Leonard wrote some wonderful pieces about Virginia after her death, about their wonderful marriage/love which was anything BUT traditional.<br /><br />One of the most haunting things to me is that she almost always knew when she was about to crash again. I think that would be far more difficult than simply waking up one morning batshit. To know it's coming, to feel the dread ... it makes me tear up.<br /><br />I'm going to reframe your question about whether bipolar meds would have been her salvation to "would modern day meds and therapy have helped her?" Not to take anything away from the very complex illness bipolar syndrome is, I think Virginia's problems went far beyond that. I think she would have been a (what's a nice word? Difficult?) very unusual person even today, even with help. She was marked too young. She didn't get help in time. She was damaged. And brilliant.Leslie Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15702472429383639709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-1856292368681307322011-01-23T00:43:42.692-07:002011-01-23T00:43:42.692-07:00ERYL - I saw a documentary about Isaac Singer year...<b>ERYL</b> - I saw a documentary about Isaac Singer years ago and the camera showed us the incredibly cluttered room he wrote in. He said he couldn't find anything when his wife straightened it. Your dining/writing room sounds like his study looked - must be an indicator of true genius.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-7930695013755398552011-01-22T18:17:37.756-07:002011-01-22T18:17:37.756-07:00Your house is so fresh, bright and spacious.
I w...Your house is so fresh, bright and spacious. <br /><br />I write, read, everything but cook, in the room I call 'my room'. It used to be the dining room but when I realised we only used it about twice a year, and ate at all other times in the kitchen I nabbed it for myself. It's currently so cluttered that I can hardly think. Books are piled up on every surface, papers, pens, and bits torn from magazines litter the table. The little cubby holes in my desk are shedding index cards, postcards and goodness know what all else. Camera, headphones, telephone, iPods, and an empty chocolate box (!) share the surface of my desk with my keyboard and mouse. The list goes on. Tomorrow I will reorder everything so as to start the week with a bit of clarity, but by next weekend it will be back to this again. I don't know why I can't just put things away as I finish with them. Actually, I think it might be because I don't know I've finished with them until they're driving me insane. <br /><br />I can never remember quotes exactly but the thing Woolf says about cleaning the oven to clear her mind (?) in her diary has always resonated with me. Not that I ever clean my oven!Erylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06008344023000459577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7917697884201770932.post-3381384768489005392011-01-22T11:23:18.598-07:002011-01-22T11:23:18.598-07:00MARY ANNE - Thanks for the Marjorie Kinnan Rawling...<b>MARY ANNE</b> - Thanks for the Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings quote. I guess we are both hopeless romantics. When I picture what I'm doing in my old age, which is one of the exercises we did with Marie in The Artist's Way, I see myself in a flannel shirt, writing in a cabin in the woods. After your comment, I think I'll take that vision outside on the porch. Thanks.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.com