Good morning,

Today’s Feminist Friday is all about bedrooms, as I had a cold this week and have been confined to my home.

Here is a piece about that classic of bedroom literature, “The Yellow Wallpaper”. To be clear, I had 1½ days of working from home and it was nothing at all like this story.

The narrator is incarcerated within a bedroom that stares at her; she is surrounded by a hideous wallpaper that has a "recurrent spot where the pattern lolls like a broken neck and two bulbous eyes stare at you upside down" […] The room may indeed resemble a Panoptican, as Bak argues, and the very idea that the bedroom is a contrived viewing apparatus with "hidden mechanisms" indicates a gaze that covertly seizes the body at any one point in time.

http://www.womenwriters.net/domesticgoddess/snyder.htm

This is a wonderful article about being a reclusive teenager and having an overblown, (obviously) unrequited crush on a celebrity. Contains awful Orlando Bloom fanfiction. Enjoy!

My parents put a computer in my room because really, what's the worst that could happen if you give a pre-pubescent kid a portal to the rest of the world? I would come home from school at 4:30 and have uninterrupted Internet time until I was forced into bed at 9:30. And while no one at my junior high appreciated my particular affinity for this C-grade actor, there were people on the Internet who did.

http://thehairpin.com/2015/01/the-best-time-i-wrote-orlando-bloom-fan-fiction

DID YOU KNOW that the patron saint of television is St Clare, because when she was ill and shut in her bedroom she had a vision of Mass? She is the patron saint of other things as well, I have previously fielded disbelief that television could have its own devoted patron saint. There’s not a lot on the internet about her so the best source of information is probably Wikipedia.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clare_of_Assisi

Enjoy your weekends and stay healthy,

Alex.