Melody Murray's Books

This one belongs on the Feminist Classics shelf. I stumbled across a reference to it online, and was intrigued enough to order it through Inter-Library Loan, which should say something right there. A feminist classic about how women's writing is suppressed, written by a woman... that's unavailable at my local library? In Portland, Oregon, yet? So. I don't know who said "If you're not outraged, you're not paying attention" but after reading this, one suspects it was a woman writer. Highly recommended if you write or if you read. It'll make you angry enough to spit nails, be warned going in.