What would the world be like if women could—and sometimes did—transform into dragons, eat their abusive husbands, light their empty houses on fire, and fly away to live peacefully on uninhabited islands, or in the ocean, or among the stars?
What would the world be like if women could—and sometimes did—transform into dragons, eat their abusive husbands, light their empty houses on fire, and fly away to live peacefully on uninhabited islands, or in the ocean, or among the stars?
By Monica Wendel Last weekend – an icy one in which I was batting that energy-draining combination of hangover and new-semester cold – a friend pressed a copy of Joyce Johnson’s Minor […]