"A Room of One's Own" by Virginia Woolf
Now, I've been saying for months that Woolf's essays and criticisms would probably be brilliant whereas her fiction is numbing. After reading "A Room of One's Own" I realize the truth in that statement. It figured, of course. As well-read and prolific a writer as Woolf had to have produced something worthwhile. And we all know I don't buy into a lot of feminist thought -- and, no, I haven't drunk the Kool-Aid -- but for anyone interested in female writers (or any profession, really) and what it takes to surpass Good Ol' Boy Systems, this is a good pick.