No. Neutrality is a pleasant concept, I guess, but neutrality isn’t neutral in situations—such as, say, all of Earth circa 3,000 B.C. to 2014 A.D.—when someone’s already getting the short end of the stick, when certain groups are being disproportionately targeted for silencing and harassment. Neutrality just perpetuates those imbalances. It’s a smokescreen. I don’t want to give all ideas equal credence forever, because there is a difference between different kinds of ideas.
I don’t want to pretend like misogyny, overt or covert, is a legitimate counterpoint to women simply existing.
““I do not recommend this book to everyone. Far from it. However if you are interested, as I am, in Victorian flagellation erotica,…well, then you might find this interesting as I did,” she says of Gynecocracy: A narrative of the Adventures and Psychological Experiences of Julian Robinson (five stars).”—In Praise of Anne Rice, Prolific Amazon Reviewer — Vulture
i know you think genre is mostly a scam, but what genre do you think Wolf In White Van would be considered? i'm writing a report on it and my teacher is crazy about this kind of stuff. thanks and i love your music and writing!!
People think I’m being catty if I answer a question with too few words so I gotta couch this one in a preamble and postscript, but the actual whole answer is “fiction.” That’s really all: fiction. I think Amazon has it down as “literary fiction,” I’m not really sure what that means precisely because of my “what really is the function of genre classification?” reservations but you could probably sneak that one past your teacher, genre fiends are duty-bound to love a category like “literary fiction.” And what do I know, maybe they’re right: sometimes I’ll pick up a book and get about halfway through it and think “I want something that’s more about asking questions, or creating a space in which questions get asked, than about explaining to me what things happened and how” — this, maybe, is the space of “literary fiction”? But my gut says “no,” The Worm Ouroboros is as “literate” as Gogol and I love them both, but at the same time I get that there’re books that tell you a story and there are books that ask you “what’s this story about?” and I think the latter get called “literary fiction” but if I’m you in this situation I plant my FICTION flag on the unbroken ground and see what happens.
“But there’s something missing in a lot of the anti-YA-for-adults discourse that I can’t help but zero in on, as an observer and critic of fan culture. These books don’t exist in a vacuum. The fan culture I was describing at the start of this piece exists across YA (not to mention plenty of other genres): these writers are creating worlds readers want to inhabit, rather than just visit, or even worse, view from on high. Tumblr is awash with fan art and fiction and meta about established and emerging YA books alike – a vast and rich and varied “conversation”. Many YA authors are occupying the same spaces as their readers: not just dropping by for a publisher-sanctioned Q&A or sending out the occasional awkward tweet once every six weeks, but actually using and enjoying social media, speaking these very modern languages as fluently as their readers.”—New Statesman | Read whatever the hell you want: why we need a new way of talking about young adult literature
“Slaughterhouse 90210 was singularly mine. I could never be fired from it! My blog gave me a platform to become a writer and critic and performer, encouraged by the literary community I found on Tumblr. I was inspired by all my newfound Bookternet friends—readers, writers, bloggers, booksellers, publishing world types, and fellow refugees. You certainly didn’t have to live in New York City to take part in the discussion. But it sure was fun getting to know some of these new friends in real life.”—Books, New York, And The Internet: A Love Story
“I especially blame Margaret Atwood and Lorrie Moore and Susan Sontag and Charles freaking Dickens. I blame Toni Morrison and Roald Dahl and all the uncelebrated ghostwriters known collectively as “Francine Pascal” for the Sweet Valley High series. And yes, I blame Joan Didion. It was the idea of eventually working with writers like those that made me feel okay about the countless hours I spent, in the meantime, editing books that weren’t uniformly thrilling.”—Books, New York, And The Internet: A Love Story
“There were copyedits to shepherd, reams of marked-up pages that smelled of coffee or whiskey or baby vomit, depending on the current life stages of both author and editor. There was so much mail. There were piles upon piles of manuscript pages to be collated and read and evaluated beneath unforgiving fluorescent lights, and ensuing headaches caused by eye strain and recycled air and too much Diet Coke.”—Books, New York, And The Internet: A Love Story
A middle grade memoir in verse is nothing I typically read (or write, save this leap, which feels like the only way to share). But the bookish brown girl with butterflies in a swirl of yellow-blue promises a unique perspective.
My instinct to devour, slip through the verse like prose, would be tangled here. But Woodson’s speed bump passages remind me of her purpose and have me reading memorized lines through closed eyes.
Our lives decades apart separated by miles and colors and memories, but as Woodson’s family history unfolds alongside her childhood dreams we inch closer.
Brown Girl Dreaming has a magic voice that speaks to girls and women and boys, too. A voice that finds itself in every reader, a story more meaningful with every read.
A poetry book review of a poetry memoir from the Reblog Book Club!
“Talk to your coworkers who belong to underrepresented groups. Listen to their stories and experiences. Don’t be defensive, just listen. And then when they’re done, believe what they’re saying. Don’t explain it away, don’t play devil’s advocate. Believe that they know just as much as you, are as smart and capable as you, and have had experiences that you don’t know about.”—The tech diversity story that’s not being told. — The Message — Medium