Virginia Woolf:
Woolf grew up not being able to have a room (intellectually): not allowed on the grass, not allowed in the library. She thinks that being called back into your body equals pulled out of intellectual world. At the end of the essay, Woolf concludes that women (or anybody) who write with a chip on their shoulder (men writing like men, women writing like women) are writing self-consciously. Writers should write as individuals, as a soul, not as a category or a type. The concept that "All who have brought about a state of sex consciousness" is wrong. She says that building one's self up by putting others down embodies racism, sexism, and classism. I strongly agree with this: somehow, this still seems to work for people today. If we were to take a stand against these people, we would realize that this way of building self importance is not only wrong, but shows a lack of actual importance and a weakness of that person.
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