Merry Christmas

Ajna. I am an extension of you. I am searching wildly through Atlas Shrugged and starting to scour Tennessee Williams (the author of the play my mom did, This Property is Condemned) for girl monologues. The problem with doing that is they aren't really online, so you do need to rock a bookstore. But I think that (in googling the play and him) that you'll find something. I just have a feeling about that. Something I didn't realize about Atlas Shrugged or the Fountainhead (until now when I'm really looking) is that the women, Dagny and Dominique respectively, do not have soliloquies. Every other character rants and raves about selfishness for pages at a time and these women do not. They say a few words and then Rand explodes with describing silences and looks and expressions and explanations for their lack of words. Which works for you, since that is how you are, as a person, but for what you need...not as much. I'm writing one part that I think you'd like...not so sure about/expecting it to work for your class.
Atlas Shrugged page 812 in Chapter 11 Utopia of Greed:


"She felt, not the words she had then addressed to the city, but that untranslated sensation from which the words had come: You, whom I have always loved and never found, you whom I expected to see at the end of the rails beyond the horizon--
Aloud she said, 'I want you to know this. I started my life with a single absolute: that the world was mine to shape in the image of my highest values and never to be given up to a lesser standard, no matter how long or hard the struggle'--you whose presence I had always felt in the streets of the city, the wordless voice within her was saying, and whose world I had wanted to build--'Now I know that I was fighting for this valley'--it is my love for you that kept me moving--It was this valley that I saw as possible and would exchange for nothing less and would not give up to a mindless evil'--my love and my hope to reach you and my wish to be worthy of you on the day when I would stand before you face to face--'I am going back to fight this valley--to release it from its underground, to regain for it its full and rightful realm, to let the earth belong to you in fact, as it does in spirit--and to meet you again on the day when I'm able to deliver to you the whole of the world--or, if I fail, to remain in exile from this valley to the end of my life'--but what is left of my life will still be yours and I will go on in your name, even though it is a name I'm never to pronounce, I will go on serving you, even though I'm never to win, I will go on, to be worthy of you on the day when I would have met you, even though I won't--'I will fight for it, even if I have to fight against you, even if you damn me as a traitor. . . even if I am never to see you again."

ok. aj, i'm going crazy. i'm going to bed. i've thought about meeting stan. and thought about not doing so. i'm going with the 2nd one. my bed is to louscious to give up. love you. merry christmas. keep me posted on the hunt.