“Virginia Woolf killed herself. She was a lesbian—or maybe she was just a woman writer.”
“Lesbian?”Payton turned around and saw J.D. standing there.Maybe it was the wine. Maybe she was basking in the glow of their successful pitch to Gibson’s. Maybe it was her promise to Laney to be the “New Payton,” or maybe it was a combination of all those things. But Payton actually found herself smiling at J.D.It’s just an excuse, the lesbian thing,” she said.”
“She pulled off Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse and settled down in a comfortable leather chair by the fire to read.”
“Virginia Woolf helps. Her novels make mine possible.”
“She had no reason to kill herself,"I say finally. "She just wasn't able to fly.”
“There once was a woman named Story Easton who couldn't decide if she should kill herself, or eat a double cheeseburger.”