By Kelsium (two thumbs up!)
I advocated for the education and natural rights of women in the eighteenth century. I wrote a history of the French revolution, novels, and even a children’s book, all of which were pretty well received. Then I died in horrific pain because some idiot doctor delivered my kid-who turned out to be a pretty cool author herself, though I wasn’t around to see it-without washing his fricken’ hands. THEN my husband wrote this book about my life that he thought was totally awesome, but pretty much trashed my reputation for the next HUNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS. FML.
(The mother of one of our earlier FMLs!)
2 years ago • 2 notes
