"For if a woman is to write fiction she must have a room of her own." So if we are to look at the room I call my own we would see that it is not really a room but just a peace of a room. For I share my room with two other woman, so I must only make a peace of it my own. But that's not really the point, the point is that I do have my own room. Does that mean that I am a woman that can write fiction? It seems that is what Virginia Woolf is saying in her book A Room Of One's Own."If a woman wrote, she would have to write in the common
sitting-room....People's feelings were impressed on her; personal relations were always before her eyes. Therefore, when the middle-class woman took to writing, she naturraly wrote novels..." (Woolf 66-67)
My room, it is really just my bed area in which I spend my time, and the few times that I do get into a writing mood this is where you will find me. Sitting comfortably on my bed surrounded by bright colors, giant pillows and pictures of the people and things I love the most. I have made this space my own, this is a place where I can be myself. I can write, read,do my homework or just dream of what is to come. But this is a room of my own. "...The very walls are permeated by their creative force..." (Woolf 87)
"There must be freedom and there must be peace. Not a wheel must grate,
not a light glimmer. The curtains must be close drawn. The writer, I
thought, once his experience is over, must lie back and let his mind celebrate
its nuptials in darkness."(Woolf 104)
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