I learned to read and write inside worlds at war. I was born near the end ofWorld War II, grew up in the Cold War, attended graduate school during the Viet Nam War, and I am preparing this Reader for publication during my country's invasion oflraq. And that's the short list. These wars are personal. They make me who I am; they throw me into inherited obligations, whether I like it or not. These worlds at war are the belly of the monster from which I have tried to write into a more vivid reality a kin group of feminist figures. My hope is that these marked figures might guide us to a more livable place, one that in the spirit of science fiction I have called "elsewhere."

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