100 Essays I Don't Have Time to Write: On Umbrellas and Sword Fights, Parades and Dogs, Fire Alarms, Children, and Theater

by Sarah Ruhl

Or that the experience is tellable, but no one wants to see it. Mothers aren’t meant to have points of view. They are pages, ciphers for their sons and daughters to write their lives on. But I chafe at this notion that motherhood is unwritable.