“Gendered criticism has a silencing effect, not just on the women criticized, but on all women who come into contact with it. I can’t tell you how many people have said to me, ‘I’m so glad I’m not published, that my writing is a hobby, so I don’t have to deal with this’,” she says “Every time something like this happens, some women’s ambitions get curtailed and quashed and discouraged, by both the thing itself and the culture’s reaction to it. And that’s the thing that keeps me up at night, not that one crazy man thinks I shouldn’t be writing.”—Emily Gould in Salon.com
I just wrote something like this in an email to friends who told me the latest (I’m off twitter), which is apparently that Ed Champion made a suicidal gesture and is in Bellevue (not confirmed.)
I have a hard time even talking about how terrible the week that he published that rant was for me. A lot of people have tried to tell me that the net effect was positive for my book, but it put me in a position of talking about that rant instead of talking about the book. I hate that. I hate that that happened. I’ll never get that week or month or set of opportunities back; he poisoned them all. The worst part is that as cartoonishly evil and misogynistic and mentally ill as he is, there are still people who are like “well, it was a book review.” “Critics are allowed to call someone a bad writer.” Or worse, that it was a “subtweet war” or a “literary feud.” It was none of those things. It was an attack on women, meant to make us feel threatened and fundamentally unsafe in the online and physical spaces we inhabit. It is so bonkers that we even have to point that out or defend that point of view still, now, in 2014.
I felt fear doing events around publication. Not stage fright, fear for my physical safety. Instead of planning celebrations I was arranging with bookstores and my publisher for adequate security at events. I felt worried that the location of my apartment had been revealed in so many profiles. It’s not like I experienced physical trauma or was tortured but I felt under attack. This wasn’t something that “happened on the internet” or something that could have been avoided by “just unplugging.” Talking to readers, doing events, and promoting books online is my job.
I still haven’t sorted out what kind of damage was done.
“thank you again for running reblogbookclub. when you announced the first round, i was a vaguely miserable, unemployed, former english major, and that was like, the one bright spot in a really bad time. since that the first round, you’ve had the weirdest timing where every new book coincides with a big life change for me. and while all these great things were happening for me, I’ve gotten to talk about fantastic books with smart people who are doing fun things on the internet. and it’s something I actively look forward to doing! when before, most of my reading was really passive and solitary, and once I was done with a book, I usually quit thinking about it and I definitely didn’t talk about it with anyone. anyway. bookternet is cool most of the time.”—An email I got today that makes basically everything ever worth it.
“There are so many ways female writers are talked about that male writers never will be. We are still reviewing people and not their work. We are still marginalizing people in these subtle ways, where it’s like, ‘Oh I just don’t like that genre,’ or ‘Oh, that book’s just for fun, there’s nothing important there.’”—
Writer of “Ask Polly” — the advice column featured on The Awl and New York Magazine’s The Cut, and contributor to the New York Times Magazine and Bookforum, Heather Havrilesky’s HOW TO BE A PERSON IN THE WORLD, an original work expanding upon her column with new letters and responses, and encouraging readers to reflect on their own lives, examine their challenges in a new light, and to own their fullest selves, to Yaniv Soha at Doubleday, at auction, by Sarah Burnes at The Gernert Company.
When I tell my family I want to be a writer, they smile and say, We see you in the backyard with your writing. They say, We hear you making up all those stories. And, It’s a good hobby, we see how quiet it keeps you. They say, But maybe you should be a teacher, a lawyer, do hair…
I’ll think about it, I say
And maybe all of us know
this is just another one of my stories.
I remember two specific times when I announced to my family that I wanted to work in theatre. It’s the kind of thing that needs an announcement. A coming out. I don’t imagine that accountants make these sorts of announcements. Or bank tellers. Or computer programmers.
The first time was when I told my family I wanted to be an actress. I thought I did at the time. I had just finished a run of Chicago where I was a featured performer. My parents and a lot of my extended family saw the show and we were talking about it during a visit to my great-aunt and uncle’s house one day. I said something along the lines of “I want to do that forever.” It was a meek proclamation that resulted in my grandma saying, “You were so good. It’s a good hobby.” It was 2007.
Bellweather Rhapsody, Kate Racculia. Okay, so. This book came on my radar thanks to Rachel Fershleiser, as so many good books do, and then I had a conversation with its author on Twitter about how Peter Capaldi looks like a sexy row house and David Tennant looks like a sexy grasshopper in sand shoes, and that’s what made me buy it. It’s great: teens and music and MURDER. I highly recommend.
And they say social media doesn’t convert into sales! HAH!
A dynamic, outspoken advocate for the written word, Tumblr’s Rachel Fershleiser works to bring the book industry to the Internet, and to remind the tech industry that books still exist. How Tumblr’s cross-stitching, soup-loving lit fanatics are creating an entirely new community of readers, keys for authors to relax and enjoy social media, and a whooooole lot of book recommendations.
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“From One Story to the Brooklyn Poets, from Lerner to Mengestu, this is the message of the Brooklyn Book Festival. It is a day in New York like no other, a day to celebrate what unites us, rather than what tears us apart. A day, in other words, in which we read books through the filter of community, of our essential humanness.”—Scenes from the Brooklyn Book Festival - LA Times
“Meanwhile, the pay gap between men and women—the other well-known imbalance in the industry—continued in 2013, even though women accounted for 74% of the publishing workforce and men only 26%. The average compensation for men in 2013 was $85,000, the same as in 2012, while average compensation for women rose to $60,750 last year, up from $56,000 the year before. Women filled at least 70% of the jobs in sales and marketing, operations, and editorial, but only 51% of the management positions.”—Publishing’s Holding Pattern: 2014 Salary Survey