This book gave me feelings. There's an essay called "Not here to make friends" about the importance of unlikable characters in fiction that was so spot on that i shouted about it at anyone who would listen. Her writing about her body, The Hunger Games and her rape made me sob. Her unabashed love of music that she knows is wrong caused a one woman Blurred Lines dance party in my living room. I loved this fucking book.
More than a few times over the course of reading it, I raised my arm in solidarity, whispering, "yes." Especially when I read this: “I embrace the label of bad feminist because I am human. I am messy. I’m not trying to be an example. I am not trying to be perfect. I am not trying to say I have all the answers. I am not trying to say I’m right. I am just trying—trying to support what I believe in, trying to do some good in this world, trying to make some noise with my writing while also being myself... I would rather be a bad feminist than no feminist at all.” YES.
Glory O'Brien was on a bunch of best of 2014 lists and when I read it I wouldn't shut up. (I'm making my book group read it.) My friend, Cheryl, read it right away so I'd have someone to shout about it with. We did that and then she told me to read Please Ignore Vera Dietz. I did and I loved that one just as much. There are so many reasons why for both books, so many sentences that took my breath away. Mainly though, these books are good for the world and their main characters are concerned with being good for the world when they grow up. It gives me hope. Read them. Shout about them. Recommend them to all the young readers in your life. There are lessons in these books that I could have definitely benefitted from learning when I was younger.
I am a person who has trouble asking for help. I know I am not alone. It's getting easier. Read the book. And take the fucking doughnuts.