I finally got around to re-reading Maralyn French's The Women's Room. I read it in 1977 when it first came out. I was a seventeen-year-old girl at the time. While I remember it as an interesting book, I really had no context in my life to truly understand what the novel really meant. I have to say that the part of the book when the main character Mira laments that, as a woman, 'you spend a certain amount of time scraping sh*t out of diapers with a kitchen knife and spend your energy trying to find green beans 3 cents cheaper a pound' did come to me as a flashback when I was at that stage in my life. Anyhoo... I think this book has stood the test of time. Many of French's ideas continue to have validity. It was a nice change for me to read a book that required some level of analytical thought. I've let myself get into a rut wherein I read fairly unchallenging books.