Because he has reached the Remove All His Things portion of the leaving me process, I now have this lovely space in our my bedroom.

Thought and prayers or suggestions on how to use this space?

One thing that’s been lurking about in the back of my brain for a little while but has really kind of hit home as I read Woolf again and see all these L. M. Montgomery posts is how deep a feminist streak runs through Montgomery despite how little her work is talked about as such. And I think the locus of this female self-determination rests on her obsession with place. Woolf talks about the creative woman needing a room of her own, and Montgomery extends that to a house of her own. EVERY heroine has an almost pathological closeness or identification with either her childhood home (Green Gables, New Moon, and Silver Bush) or the home that represents adulthood and building an independent life (the Disappointed House and the Muskoka cottage). Nature and connection to the natural world obviously plays into these connections and contrasts with actual patriarchal ownership of these properties. In addition, despite how much of a “romantic” writer LMM seems, she also expressly links marriage to property ownership and personal empowerment through being mistress of a house. She mentions this everywhere (the condition of being an old maid always means dependency too but often on relatives and less sympathetic people) but I think of this particularly with Emily and Pat: Emily loves that Dean will let her live in the Disappointed House more than Dean himself, and that Emily will rescue it from disappointment is side by side on the page with her wedding to Teddy. Pat makes Silver Bush into her world and can only make a change in her life once the house is gone (the fact that her childhood lover comes back to her literally at the ruins of the burned house always stayed with me. It feels like a very obvious exchange of loves).

A last thing on the subject of feminism though is in Tangled Web, when Margaret Penhallow’s (most unusual for LMM but also in some ways the most on theme) choice of using her money is to buy a house and adopt a son. House-keeping and child-rearing are both traditional feminine tasks yet the fact that Margaret does them alone and independently shows LMM’s priorities and desires to shake off the natural connection between having a husband and being able to have a place of your own.

I’m almost 100% sure LMM and Virginia Woolf would never have read each other’s works and probably wouldn’t have liked them if they did, though considering they were contemporaries, I enjoyed teasing out similar resonances in how they describe the female condition of their time.

Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.

Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

"It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top..."

Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

this fic is so cute it’s literally killing me 🥹

Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own [originally published 1929]

Virginia Woolf, from A Room of One's Own

I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.

Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

Virginia Woolf, from A Room of One’s Own

The indescribable tension between an overworked and underpaid smut writer, and his biggest fan hater.

(for @frummpets)

Sawtober 30: Together

everyone makes fun of soap when they find out how many hair and skin products he keeps on hand. the cabinet in his bathroom is filled to bursting and he always keeps travel sized bottles on him on missions

when soldiers outside the 141 find out, they call him precious and self-obsessed, a vain pretty boy too preoccupied with his reflection to focus on the enemy. no wonder how he got his callsign. price has given up telling him to leave them on base and just teaches him to individually wrap them so they don’t rattle against each other and give himself away

what they don’t know is that each product contains an ingredient that when mixed with any number of the others, creates potent chemical bombs. he was caught unarmed once, he won’t let it happen again

Indeed, I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.

Virginia Woolf, “A Room of One’s Own”

english translation book 5 baby we are in the ‘people assuming kid form hua cheng is xie lian’s son’ era 🔥🔥🔥 / follow for more hualian silliness

how nice it is if the phone headmage gave u actually has special magic attribute, where it has very shitty network on twisted wonderland universe, but actually very good to connect back and forth between your world to twisted wonderland