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Feminism is Wizardry

As first seen on feministbookclub.com 🥰 Lately I have been feeling like I need to channel my inner wizard and make a miracle. 2020 has been filled with days where I was covered in a black veil. I’m referencing Black Girl Unlimited: The Remarkable Story of a Teenage Wizard by Echo Brown, released earlier this… Continue reading Feminism is Wizardry

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Beloved and Hell

In preparation for a (failed) buddy read of Paradise with a friend from #bookstagram, I started reading Beloved by Toni Morrison. I read on Wikipedia that Paradise is the final part of a trilogy that includes Beloved and Jazz. They aren’t a trilogy in the traditional sense, but they are a representation of a Danteques… Continue reading Beloved and Hell

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She’s Come Undone: Falling apart

I’m not sure why I like reading books about trauma, why we all like reading, watching, consuming trauma. Maybe trauma is really what connects us as humans, suffering. I was drawn to another book about trauma, She’s Come Undone by Wally Lamb. For a man, he writes a good coming of age story by a… Continue reading She’s Come Undone: Falling apart

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To All the Boys: I didn’t love

I am thoroughly disappointed with reading To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before by Jenny Han. The movie had my heart so warm and fuzzy. I had doubts about the movie, but it delighted me. I expected the same energy from the book, but it just wasn’t there for me at all.  I don’t think… Continue reading To All the Boys: I didn’t love

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Know My Name: Who owns a woman’s body?

If we don’t have the rights over our own bodies then what is the point? While reading Chanel Miller’s Know My Name, I was preoccupied with the theme of body and how our bodies relate to the world in terms of ownership. For those of you who don’t know Chanel Miller was (is?) Emily Doe,… Continue reading Know My Name: Who owns a woman’s body?

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Jane Eyre and the Canon sucks

So, I recently reread Jane Eyre with a group of friends, or at least attempted to. It was so dry! Like a Popeye’s biscuit with no butter and no drink in sight! I choked down about half of it before I gave up. As a teen, I really liked this book! It held a special… Continue reading Jane Eyre and the Canon sucks