Forget the room of one’s own - write in the kitchen, lock yourself up in the bathroom. Write on the bus or on the welfare line, on the job or during meals, between sleeping and waking. I write while sitting on the john. No long stretches at the typewriter unless you’re wealthy or have a patron - you may not even own a typewriter. While you wash the floor or clothes listen to the words chanting in your body. When you’re depressed, angry, hurt, when compassion and love possess you. When you cannot help but write.
– Gloria Anzaldua, ‘Speaking in Tongues: A Letter to 3rd World Women Writers’, in This Bridge Called my Back: Writings by Radical Women of Color, (New York: KITCHEN TABLE: Women of Color Press, 1981), p. 170. (via feministquotes)
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