Heavy into Hild world. Today, two links for you.
- A Sterling Editing links post, in which writers support each other, non-writers (but publishing professionals) talk about the business, and writers hold each others' feet to the fire. Or, as Yoda would say, Do or don't do. There is no 'try'. (Or something like that.) I make it a practise to ignore aspiring writers when they whinge and ask, 'But how do I make the time?' because any response I made would be rude.
- A post on Slate by Meghan O'Rourke, regarding the whole Franzenfreude 'Great American (white boy) novelist' fuss. A thoughtful summary of recent thinking on gender bias, power, and publishing: what it all means and, importantly, how it feels. I've enjoyed her poetry, too. (See, for example, Hunt: "The life of the mind is red...")
It's raining here. It's been raining steadily for a couple of days. It's not messing about, it's serious, heavy rain--more like November than September. But it just helps me spend even more time with Hild rather than wandering about in the park or digging about in the garden. Plus, the worms like it, which is good for the soil. And the birds like eating the worms. And the cats like eating the worms. And I like watching nature happily playing its game of red-in-tooth-and-claw. It's all good.
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It's oddly comforting to know that women in other professions still, in this supposedly post-feminist era, notice the unconscious bias. In mine (college prof.), the bias is pervasive: counter-factual assumptions about expertise, expectations for "mothering" work toward unrelated adults, and disproportionate emphasis on physical appearance. Even more unfortunately, these biases have tangible effects in remuneration.
ReplyDeleteThree cheers for women writers who work through the morass! You give the rest of us something decently insightful to read.
I have a recurring argument with various friends, I always contend that one can find time to do anything, if one really WANTS to do it.
ReplyDeleteI first heard the term 'post-feminist' in the eighties. I used to get bent out of shape. Now I understand that all it means is more people now have the vocabulary to describe what they see and feel. (Assuming, as you say, they notice.)
ReplyDeleteIt astonishes (amazes, appalls) me that we have to continually reinvent the wheel, and then point out the wheel, describe it, and push it. Round and round, over and over. But the only wya things change is if people like us do the work. It's not fair, in face it sucks, but there it is.
chadao, in this culture it's about will. Writers (artists of any stripe) must have a will of adamant.
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