A language is a map of our failures

Re-vision – the act of looking back, of seeing with fresh eyes, of entering an old text from a new critical direction – is for woman more than a chapter in cultural history: it is an act of survival. Until we understand the assumptions in which we are drenched we cannot know ourselves. And this drive to self-knowledge, for women, is more than a search for identity: it is part of our refusal of the self-destructiveness of male-dominated society.

Our personalities seem dangerously to blur and overlap with our mother's; and, in a desperate attempt to know where mother ends and daughter begins, we perform radical surgery.

Lies are usually attempts to make everything simpler - for the liar - than it really is, or ought to be.

To do something very common, in my own way.

If we had time and no money, living by our wits, what story would you tell?

You must write, and read, as if your life depended on it.