A woman must have money and a room of her own, says Virginia Woolf. But a room just doesn’t feel like enough. I need more.

I’ve got it all planned out. With the lottery money, I can stay about two weeks in a nice hotel, figure out renting in the historic district, get set up and then move right in, paying the landlord for a year up front. I’ll try to find something furnished, but if I can’t, I’ll just rough it with some scrap furniture.

ROOM ENOUGH BY NATASHA NOAH 34THPARAL…

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