Now that my next book, my thirteenth or fourteenth—I’ve lost track—is only a month away from publication by Sarabande Books, I’m thinking of the three women whose lives my book attempts to encompass: my great-grandmother, my grandmother and my mother.
After Twenty-Five Years: Reflecting on the Origins of the Sallie Bingham Archive for Women’s Papers
It is not only the personal that our papers record but the way the personal becomes political, even for women who may never recognize the connection.