The diary writer wrote with no expectation of ever being read. She didn’t censor and she didn’t make any effort to hide her self-obsession. Why would she?
After her death, her niece packed up all the journals and stored them in her attic. The diary writer’s great niece read the journals – early 20th century life and the changing status of women was the theme that prevailed.
Fascinating stuff!
An editor agreed. The diary writer’s musings became public – her words mulled over by book groups and critics.
Introversion and privacy had been the diary writer’s watchwords. She spun in her grave.
After her death, her niece packed up all the journals and stored them in her attic. The diary writer’s great niece read the journals – early 20th century life and the changing status of women was the theme that prevailed.
Fascinating stuff!
An editor agreed. The diary writer’s musings became public – her words mulled over by book groups and critics.
Introversion and privacy had been the diary writer’s watchwords. She spun in her grave.
