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This is a personal blog. It's one part personal stuff, one part media that I'm into, and one part sociopolitical issues I care about.
Things on my mind lately include Battlestar Galactica, the fate of River Song, the challenges of traveling solo as a woman, and how to transcend misogynistic narratives in traditional Appalachian music.
Stuff I typically blog:
→ politics (American and international)
→ international relations
→ social justice (especially intersectional feminism)
→ language & linguistics
→ the Balkans
→ Palestine
→ gymnastics → personal stuff
→ Alison Krauss
→ fandom
This blog doubles as an Alison Krauss' boobs appreciation blog because for some reason, when you do a Google search for Alison's boobs, my blog is generally the first relevant result. I don't know how this happened, but I will accept it. If people are gonna be googling her boobs, better they find the blog of a fangirl expressing solidarity than that of some skeezy dude objectifying her.
If I ever disappear or get hacked, find me at iellaantilles.tumblr.com.
bell hooks, communion, “Ch. 8 “Growing into a Woman’s Body” (this chapter includes rethinking negative attitudes about weight and menstruation, striving for better health, allowing beauty to follow—“We cannot negate our bodies and love them [simultaneously].”)
(via minadi)
Thank you, bell. Future husband best realize this.
(via mehreenkasana)
Repeat: “We cannot negate our bodies and love them [simultaneously].”
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The young girl with ~mysterious abilities~.
She can heal with a touch! She has dreams about the future! She has been chosen by her pagan gods to lead her people to a new land!
I find it curious that people can’t seem to write stories about ancient history without including some kind of unexplained force, even though presumably they don’t believe that things actually happened that way.
There’s a contingent of female writers in particular who like to imagine ancient societies where only women possessed strong connections to the mystical. I suspect it’s an attempt to provide female characters with their own kind of power, so they can control events as much as the average male protagonist. (The more common way of doing this is to write about women who were wives, mistresses and daughters of powerful men; this puts them in the center of great events, but it ties their value as characters to the agency of men.)
Anyway, I find this so-called “feminist spirituality” genre to be so much less powerful than a plausible story about a woman who may have been real, and what she would have actually gone through in her day. Why should a woman have to be “special” for her story to matter?
Trawling the internet for feminist historical novels, and I just found the blog of a feminist law student who recommends The Virgin’s Lover by Philippa Gregory.
AKA the novel that makes Queen Elizabeth I out to be an utter ditz.
My clever little sister, ladies and gentlemen and non-binaries.
And no, I don’t think it was available to torrent anywhere. Most of the good ebook torrents seem to have been on Demonoid, alas.
Back up, everybody.
I am about… to pay for an ebook.
That’s right.
“We should get married,” Joe said.
“No,” I said, the only answer to logic. It was because I didn’t want to, that’s why it would gratify him, it would be a sacrifice, of my reluctance, my distaste.
Prove your love, they say. You really want to marry me, let me fuck you. You really want to fuck, let me marry you instead. As long as there’s a victory, some flag I can wave, parade I can have in my head.
If you have any more, or alternate links just in case these ever get removed, feel free to add to the list. Pass the resources along!
- Understanding Patriarchy (pdf) (from erosum)
- We Real Cool: Black Men and Masculinity (pdf). Also here.
- Where We Stand: Class Matters (pdf)
- Feminism Is For Everybody (pdf)
- Remembered Rapture: Dancing With Words (pdf)
HOOKS!
I had to read We Real Cool for a soc class once and it was awesome.
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Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride (via fuckyeahfeministartandliterature)
Everything Margaret Atwood has ever written.
I got a lot of shit from my peers for really digging this book, but I think the reason I liked it so much, was because of how much I could identify with it. Maybe I’m a special snowflake. Maybe I’m just a bitch.
I love this book. I love everything Kate Chopin. The French Creole bits are the best.
