A friend has given me to read a fine, interesting, moving personal essay. He would like to publish it somewhere. If you were a personal essay about finding a vocation, with references to William James and Shelley where would you want to be published?
I spare you the twists and turns of my cogitations, for no conclusion was found on the road to Headingly, and I ask you to suppose that I soon found out my mistake about the turning and retraced my steps to Fernham.
--Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own (1929)