Some shameless self-promotion to kick things off, justified (I hope) by the most tenuous of connections to the 🧵 theme: “What is women’s work? In a word: making. Turning grain into bread, wool into thread. Barthes, after Proust, spoke of the novelist as a dressmaker cutting, assembling, tacking together; he saw her ‘gleaning and relaying bits of news’ – women as makers, collectors, storytellers.” https://sydneyreviewofbooks.com/essay/tell-me-about-a-complicated-woman/