Antonia Hayes' adventures in language began when, as a young child, she
was a word sponge, soaking up speech and phrases and the sometimes
haunted spaces in between. She became a natural bookworm, turning to the
Baby-Sitters Club series to start a lifetime of finding friends and
comfort in the pages of a book. When her debut novel, Relativity, was
published, she again turned to literature for guidance and consolation,
this time in the form of Virginia Woolf's A Room of One's Own. Woolf
wished for financial independence and a room of one's own in which to
write, but Hayes, writing almost 90 years later, argues here that
perhaps women writers need a whole universe of their own. Buoyed by hope
and a lifetime of language, Hayes tells us how we can disturb the
universe before A Room of One's Own turns 100.