Thirty, Flirty And Panicking

Sometimes, when I write my own novels, I think of this writing desk. That as a young woman, she must have been filled with ideas and thoughts - with no idea that we would call her “One of the classics” over a hundred years later. I wonder if she felt the same self doubt that plagues my mind, or if the unlikely nature of her becoming a famous author due to her sex and time, simply allowed her pen to flourish unecombered by fear and self deprication.