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Envy over her success led her husband, also a writer, to become violent. She fights every day for her safety — and to avoid being relegated to obscurity like so many writers who are mothers.
This story was funded by our members. Join Longreads and help us to support more writers. Anonymous | Longreads | January 2020 | 20 minutes (4,879 words) “I’m Nobody! Who are you?/Are you — Nobody — too?”” — Emily Dickinson, 1891 “I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.” — Virginia Woolf, 1929 “No name? Well, the roads are full of nameless girls.” — George RR Martin, Feast of Crows . * * * Years back, on a summer night in Oregon’s high desert, I was riding in a car with three other people. There were two women asleep in the backseat,
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