Good Old Adrienne…

“To think as a feminist means trying to think connectedly about, for example, the science of embryology as it may connect with sexuality (what does it mean, for example, that in the fetus male differentiation occurs only after several weeks); about human body-rhythms and their relation to natural cycles (the menses and the lunar month, the connections between woman, darkness, sleep, and death in the male unconscious; the connections with these and male attitudes and political decisions affecting women); about the uses and criteria of psychology.”

— Adrienne Rich, “The Antifeminist Woman,” On Lies, Secrets, and Silence

New Writing, New Reading…

Finally! My creative writing has once again entered the public sphere!

The lovely literary journal, Persephone’s Daughtersfor which I am a reader, published one of my short stories today. It is called “Married Life,” and it delves into the psychological and emotional confusions of rape culture, submission, and a society entrenched in manners. The writing style differs from a lot of my other works: it is abrupt and purposefully artificial, verging on metafiction.

Have a read, tell me what you think, and feel free to check out the other amazing pieces in this issue. The journal focuses on all areas and ideas surrounding the abuse of women — it is stories of survival through art.

I think it goes without saying that communication and understanding regarding these issues are unutterably important to me.

Read my story and others like it here.

Reason #30 to Keep Living: Fight, Faith, and Feminism

dsc01909Sandra M. Gilbert and Susan Gubar’s book of Feminist Literary Theory and Criticism is one of those books I will never abandon, no matter how full my bookshelf becomes. I bought this book for a literary feminist class I never ended up completing, but it continues to be invaluable “light” reading when I’m not in the mood to open a novel. It pertains specifically to me because many of the essays delve into the topic of Woman as Writer.  Continue reading

I Am a Feminist; I Am Angry; But No, I Don’t Hate Men

Anger isn’t an emotion women can easily come to terms with. From the day we are born it is pushed down (by society and by ourselves) and pressed beneath other emotions like a sock at the bottom of an over-packed suitcase. It is much too active an emotion for women, society says, and, therefore, when it does arise it is often viewed as an overreaction, unnecessary, or disregarded entirely (hence the phrase “you look cute when you’re angry”).

If you don’t believe me, you needn’t look far for examples. There’s a reason women in powerful, active positions are often labeled “control freaks,” “bossy,” or “bitches.” Those labels don’t fit so well with men in the same positions, and not just because the last of the three is a strictly female insult. In a culture in which men have always been running the show, it feels more natural for a man to be leading, giving orders, and, if things don’t go his way, getting angry. Continue reading