



But now content and form came gloriously together. If I started out with the feeling that, however careful I was about what I said, it was not going to be understood in the way I intended, then it was almost impossible to begin. A poem or a fable exists between the writing of it and the reading of it. I mean the confidence that comes from knowing that I would be heard and understood.įor a writer-for anyone really-that’s supremely important. I don’t mean the sort of confidence that comes from being patted on the head and told that I matter too. But I needed to work out things for myself. The feminists had already done a great deal of analysing, and I read avidly. I thought a great many of the restrictions on women were absurd and, as a woman, I didn’t much like being a second class citizen. On my sabbatical in England in 1978–79, I discovered feminism-or rather I discovered that other feminists existed. ‘Feminist Fables was a breakthrough for me.
