I Don't Have Any Degrees. I Went

I Am Very Interested In People Trying To Write Because I Don't Have A Big Academic Background At All.

In The Park I Met Other Women And I Started To Get Interested In Their Lives. I Developed A Lot Of Pressure To Talk About Women's Lives, And Children's Lives, Too. Children Interest Me Tremendously.

Most Of The Womens Libbers I Knew Really Didnt Want To Have A Piece Of The Mens Pie. They Thought That Pie Was Kind Of Poisonous, Toxic, Really Full Of Weapons, Poison Gases, All Kinds Of Mean Junk We Didnt Even Want A Slice Of.

I Do Lots Of Reading And Speaking At Many Universities About Literature And Also About Politics, Which Is As Much A Part Of My Life As The Literature.

My Mother Went To Demonstrations. I Remember Her Going To A Big Demonstration For Earl Brower And She Came Home Crying And Said The Communists Were Very Mean And Booed Their People. I Remember Feeling Sad At Her Feeling Sad.