Wow, I have been slacking!
First of all, I’d like to apologise for my lack of posts recently. I have been working a lot (standard) and when I am not working, usually I am job-searching, sleeping, knitting, tidying up, trying to finish my NVQ, volunteering and/or feministing. Oh, I also went to see my family as I was working over Christmas and hadn’t seen their nice faces for a while.
I have also given a talk on ‘Frida Kahlo and Socialism’. Despite my tendency to babble, I think it went okay. Another one coming up on ‘Fighting Gender Inequality’ this week. Gird your loins, folks.
Feminist AND Socialist…who would have thunk it…
I haven’t read much this month, but what I did read had a distinct feminist feel:
Zombie by Joyce Carol Oates
-Quentin P. is a killer of young men, his family have no idea and even he doesn’t quite know how he manages to get away with it. Thoughtful stream-of-consciousness-esque novella that tells the story from the killer’s point of view.
Rape: A Love Story by Joyce Carol Oates
-Teena and her daughter Bethie are walking home from July 4th celebrations when they are viciously attacked by a gang of young men. Teena is brutally gang-raped and left for dead. The novella tells of small-town mentalities and how communities react when faced with reconciling with the truth, however disturbing.
That’s it! Bad, isn’t it. I could have done better. Slap on the wrist for me.
Some things I haven’t read yet:
The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood
On Writing by Stephen King
The Gender Delusion by Cordelia Fine (a lovely Secret Santa present from one of my fellow feministers)
I am also clearing out a shit-ton of books. If you are in the UK and like history, feminism, horror or crime, then some of these titles may fit nicely into your collection. Contact me for list.
I’m trying to get into the whole ‘who-am-I-and-what-do-I-want-from-life’ mindset. I know who I am but I don’t really know what I want…a million pounds? A Kindle that doesn’t inexplicably run out of battery when you don’t use it and it’s turned off? A decent hair cut? Pffffft.
I’d settle for a knitting machine, the occasional meal out and a dog. And a lifetimes supply of tea. And a decent haircut.
Grumpy Cat knows how I feel: