Reading Russ – Part 5
Posted on: May 18, 2013
Chapter 4: Pollution of Agency
Russ spends much of this chapter demonstrating that even though it’s no longer scandalous for women to be writers or actresses, women writing about certain aspects of their lives is still considered immodest and renders the author unfit and unloveable in the eyes of popular culture.
Sadly, I think the mores of the past are not nearly as diluted as all that. Actresses may no longer be considered “used goods” but sometimes it seems only barely. As I was reading this chapter my mind kept going back to the appalling behavior of this year’s Oscar host. Not just when McFarlane called then nine year old Quvenzhané Wallis a gendered, sexual slur on national television. Not to mention the myriad of other gendered and sexualized insults aimed at the women that were supposedly there to be honored. But also how important it was to the punchline in his “We Saw Your Boobs” song and dance that the actresses mentioned felt ashamed for having done the job they were paid to do. To the point that, rather than leaving it to chance, they filmed staged reaction shots showing the actors mentioned hiding their faces and looking shocked and embarrassed. This wasn’t just a silly song about boobs, it was above all a song about how it’s shameful to be a woman who has let the public see her breasts.
Let’s also not pretend that this scorn of women performing sexuality is something only raving sexist pigs do.
This morning my timeline was all a-twitter over Ms. Magazine’s Spring 2013 cover story about Beyonce, her feminist viewpoints, and her work as a performer. Most of the women of color that I follow were rightly pointing out that Mainstream (= White) feminists and feminist organizations are a lot quicker to question the feminist credentials of performers of color, while at the same time defending white feminist creators (such as Lena Durham), even when their version of feminism is clearly problematic.
I wonder too if there’s not something to the fact that Beyonce’s public persona, unlike Madonna’s or Lady Gaga’s, is perceived to be Diva rather than Avante-Garde. There’s echos of the porn wars here, with Lady Gaga being given a pass where Beyonce is not because the latter is perceived as showing off her body only because it makes her money, while the former is assumed to be showing skin in order to make an artistic statement.
An assumption that is also racist. First for ascribing loftier goals to the white performer. But also in they way that this viewpoint assumes that black women’s experiences with the Beauty Myth are (or should be?) the same as white women’s, when that’s clearly not true. Beyonce being beautiful, talented, and sexy during the Super Bowl half time show means something very different culturally than a white female performer doing the same. Any discussion of her feminism that doesn’t take that into account is going to fail by definition.
In conclusion, knock it the hell off Ms. Magazine; I suspect Russ would be very disappointed in you today.
Pippi to Ripley 2013
Posted on: May 17, 2013
Apologies for the radio silence, I’ve been a bit busy lately.
Class finished up last weekend. The weekend before that I flew out to New York (state) for Pippi to Ripley, an academic conference on “the female figure in fantasy and science fiction.”
I presented on how the media talks about science fiction “for girls” and got to meet Tamora Pierce, who gave the keynote speech. Ms. Pierce was so very nice and spent a good deal of time with everyone who wanted her autograph, talking to them about her books and answering questions.
As you can guess, it was a great weekend. It was also a friendly but low key conference; I strongly recommend it for fans in the area and/or other first time presenters looking for a place to get their feet wet.
However, I’m completely crap at taking notes at these things, so if you want more detailed information, I suggest heading on over to Kate Nepvue’s livejournal. Be sure to check out her post about her own presentation as well, it was quite interesting and well done.
Reading Round-up 2013: Week 13
Posted on: May 11, 2013
When a never ending winter threatens the kingdom, it’s clear to everyone why the oracle stones have chosen Taisin, one of the most promising students at the Academy of Sages, as part of the envoy sent to the Fairy Queen for help. What’s less clear is why Kaede, the very unmagical daughter of nobles, is chosen to go along as well. But Kaede’s addition to the small group makes Taisin nervous for an entirely different reason; Taisin has been having disturbing and prophetic dreams about Kaede.
The pacing here was much better than in Ash, the characters deeper and full of life, and the plot had more purpose and direction. Where Ash was interesting and angsty in a mellow sort of way, Huntress was much more complex and immediate, and the action moved more quickly and came with more tension. There was still room for improvement, but it’s a good story overall. And yes, the romance between Taisin and Kaede is a big part of what makes it enjoyable.
The volcano that appeared out of nowhere in the middle of Lake Ontario is the least of Scotch’s problems. She’s more concerned with finding her older brother, getting rid of the tar-like rash she’s picked up, and dealing with the disembodied horse heads that have started following her.
This was an odd story. Not necessarily in a bad way; much of the oddness was fun even if it didn’t make any sense most of the time. The problem came, as it often does in Wonderland stories, in wrapping everything up. Lessons were Learned, Relationships Grew, and Nothing Was Ever Going to Be the Same – but how exactly does one return from Wonderland when the problem is that Wonderland has come to you?
That said, I suspect much of the story not making sense to me has to do with my ignorance of various myths and tales from non-Western, so I may have to reread it after having done some more research.
Also, may we have more YA characters like Scotch please? In speculative fiction in particular. All too often the Scotches of YA, when they exist, get relegated to realistic fiction; I, for one, would like to see more of them taking on volcanoes, Baba Yaga, and whatever else the universe might want to throw at them.
Reading Russ – Part 4
Posted on: April 23, 2013
Chapter 3: Denial of Agency
It’s perhaps too early to say for certain, as I have eight chapters left, but I do think the best quote of the book is:
“Goddamn it. HEINLEIN COULDN’T HAVE DONE IT AT ALL.”
I want that embroidered on a pillow or something.As a someone who earned a degree in physics at an all women’s college, I am quite aware of the tradition of men getting credit for work that women have done. (Women’s studies was an extra part of just about every class I took, including physics lectures.) Instead, what I found most fascinating about this chapter was the phenomena that Russ describes as “it wrote itself” and “the man inside her wrote it.” This is idea that, suddenly, when it comes to women’s creative work, art is the spontaneous product of time and culture, and individual effort has little to do with it. Even worse is the idea that a woman’s “masculine side” is responsible for her intellectual achievements.
It’s an attitude that assumes there is nothing men can’t do, that there is little that women can do, and consequently sets men’s work up as the bar that women must strive for.Thus the reason for the quote above, which was written by a friend of Russ’s upon receiving a note from a fan telling her that Heinlein couldn’t have done a better job writing the story she published.
Bullshit. “HEINLEIN COULDN’T HAVE DONE IT AT ALL.“ Men’s work alone is not the pinnacle of human achievement. Women do not need to be like men or as good as men to be create great art. Talented men cannot do everything any and all talented women can do. To argue otherwise is to deny that women have value and agency.
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I ran into a fellow youth librarian that I know, but haven’t seen in a while, at the LA Times Festival of Books (I know! what are the odds! anyway…). At one point when we were talking she asked me which age of kids I preferred working with. I used to have an answer to that, back when I subbed in schools. I don’t anymore. I think in part because I have more flexibility of choice in the library; it’s easier to set up library programs so that they bring out the best in each age, rather than having to handle the worst of each age for an entire school day.
I think the other reason is because my current position really emphasizes childhood and adolescence as a continuous process. Teachers get kids at one age, and then see them grow incrementally throughout the year. I go from working with toddlers to teens to preschoolers to elementary age students all in the space of a week. Then I do it all over again the next week. Teachers see kids grow, but only up to a certain point, at which time they are replaced by kids the age the outgoing class they used to be. I, on the other hand, see kids move from our baby classes to our toddler classes and so on. If I worked here long enough, I could see them move all the way up to being a parent with their own baby.
Which may be part of why I’m finding the number of people talking about young adult literature in comparison to adult literature, but not in comparison to children’s literature, to be increasingly annoying. There hasn’t really been an upsurge in people doing it (except that there has been an upsurge in people talking about young adult literature) but I’m fast losing patience with it.
I understand why it happens. Adults who add a handful of young adult titles to their reading lists are hardly going to do the same with picture books or middle grade novels. And yet…I don’t actually understand it. I love picture books and don’t really understand anyone who doesn’t. I’ll still like you as a friend, but I don’t really get not liking Portis’s Not a Box or Gravett’s Orange Pear Apple Bear. And I think all of you science fiction and fantasy fans that aren’t reading at least a couple of Ursula Vernon’s Dragonbreath series are totally missing out.
Most of all though, talking about how books for teens are different from books for adults, without also talking about how books for teens are different from books for kids, just makes no sense to me. It’s like talking about how teens are not like adults without having any understanding of how they used to be as children. There’s often an implicit understanding, when talking about the things 17 year old drivers do, that not that long ago they were only 15 and couldn’t drive themselves anywhere. But when people mention The Hunger Games and where it fits in the larger dystopia canon, it’s only ever adult books that are mentioned, not the middle grade dystopias, such as The Giver, the Shadow Children series, A Wrinkle in Time, or The City of Ember, the books that shaped it’s target audience’s expectations for how such stories should go.
This problem seems to be especially bad when it comes to science fiction novels. I think, in part, because most adult science fiction literature fans were nerds as children and read adult books more often than most children tend to. But also because many adults just aren’t aware that adult genres don’t exist in children’s – or even teen – literature the way they do in adult literature. When adults study children’s literature in school, whether as English students or library science students, we don’t talk about mysteries, speculative fiction, horror, and romance. We talk about animal stories, historical fiction, school stories, and other genres that are much more popular among actual children. Which isn’t to say that adults genres don’t exist in children’s literature, it’s just that they don’t have quite the same presence, and their tropes and themes are often very different.
Modern ideas about school and home are present in dystopias for children and young adults in a way that they aren’t, usually, in adult fiction. It goes beyond simply being a warped version of the world they know, it’s also about development and how children perceive the world around them. So the kids in Camazotz are still playing ball – because children’s sense of time and play and the way their actual memory works means that synchronized bounces read as wrong in a way that never getting to play with balls at all does not. The children of Ember still go to school, in part because we assume that American children would have a hard time seeing themselves in kids who did not. Teens in Delirium have tests they must pass, because while we are borrowing from Romeo and Juliet here, modern teens (supposedly) need an institution rather than a political alliance to rail against. Jonas and Katniss both have mandatory assemblies to attend, despite the danger of populous action they present, because what’s more benignly oppressive than a pep rally?
These are all tropes and traditions that go beyond just science fiction for teens. You can draw parallels to adult science fiction novels, but you can also do the same for contemporary novels like Looking for Alaska, in which a school assembly is a dramatic turning point and the site of student rebellion, or Lowry’s historical Number the Stars, which features a different child defying an entire country.
I could go on, but the point is that there are traditions and tropes present in young adult literature that readers will miss out on if they are no longer familiar with stories about mice on motorcycles or spiders than can spell, not to mention the subgenere of “preteen girl loses mother tragically.” This isn’t to say that all of these tropes are interesting or that children’s or young adult literature can’t or shouldn’t change – just that a lot of what young adult literature does makes so much more sense if you’ve Dr. Seuss or Judy Blume more recently than several decades ago.
I got home much earlier and slightly less tired than yesterday, but I also have an outline due to my professor in about two and a half hours, so for tonight you still get just some quick stats.
Panels attended:
- Fiction: There Be Dragons! with Marie Brennan, Raymond E. Feist, Robin Hobb, and moderated by Noelene Clark
- Young Adult Fiction: Love and Vengence, Real and Unreal with Melissa de la Cruz, Maureen Johnson, Katherine Marsh, Lisa McMann, and moderated by Ransom Riggs
Books bought:
- Madness Underneath by Maureen Johnson
- Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen
- Orange Pear Apple Bear by Emily Gravett
- Not a Box by Antoinette Portis
- The Wild Girls by Pat Murphy
- Warrior by Marie Brennan
- ttfn by Lauren Myracle
- Snow by Nancy Elizabeth Wallace
- Sniff! by Matthew Van Fleet
- Don’t Let the Pigeon Stay Up Late by Mo Willems
- Presiona Aqui by Herve Tullet
- Good Egg by Barney Saltzburg
- Baby Colors by Rachel Hale
Books signed:
- Madness Underneath by Maureen Johnson
- Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen
- Orange Pear Apple Bear by Emily Gravett
- Not a Box by Antoinette Portis
- Whatever Happened to Goodbye by Sarah Dessen
- A Wrinkle in Time Graphic Novel by Hope Larson
- Warrior by Marie Brennan
Books from those two lists that you all should read:
- Orange Pear Apple Bear by Emily Gravett
- Not a Box by Antoinette Portis
- Presiona Aqui by Herve Tullet (or the original French version, titled Un Livre, or the English translation, titled Press Here, or really any other translation you wish)
Miles spent on mass transit instead of in my car: 114.2
Miles walked: less than yesterday, but still quite a lot.






