Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

by Jeanette Winterson

In therapy, the therapist acts as a container for what we daren’t let out, because it is so scary, or what lets itself out every so often, and lays waste to our lives.

Morte d’Arthur by Thomas Mallory.

The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas is

Virginia Woolf’s Orlando (1928) is groundbreaking.

The Female Eunuch in 1970 but none of us had read

The Open Door. I’ve

Living with life is very hard. Mostly we do our best to stifle life – to be tame or to be wanton. To be tranquillised or raging. Extremes have the same effect; they insulate us from the intensity of life.

Neville Symington,

Fat Is A Feminist Issue

Impossibility