My dad has three daughters. I don’t know if he ever wanted sons, it’s never come up. Well, that’s not true exactly; my dad’s never brought it up and it never occurred to me that he’d want any kids but my sisters and me, but other people have brought it up from time to time. Read More A Father’s Day Tribute from a Daddy’s Girl to the Man Who Raised Her to be a Feminist (Even if Unintentionally)
For this week, my fellow Persephones, I am going to delve a little bit into my own psyche. Well, sort of. I’m taking a creative writing course this semester, and one of the subsections the professor set up was nonfiction. (Technically, she called it “creative nonfiction,” but only so that we could differentiate between something we may write for her class and, say, a news report; something that truly happened to us, the way we saw it, but not purely “who/what/when/where/why.” I won’t go into the technique itself.) For my final workshop piece, I turned in a story that I called “Snatches.” What follows, for your reading pleasure, is that story, as I turned it in to my professor. I haven’t polished it since it was workshopped, so you’re getting exactly what my group got. I’d tell you what grade I received”¦ but I don’t quite know myself yet, since she hasn’t posted them. Here you are: Read More Snatches
In addition to making me want to repeatedly bash my head against some hard surface, this infuriating reddit thread got me thinking about how the language that we sometimes use in feminism might be holding us back. In this case, I am thinking specifically of the word patriarchy. Read More Communicating Feminism: Letting Go of the Patriarchy?
The two best movies I’ve seen recently are True Grit and Winter’s Bone, both of which heavily feature the father/daughter relationship, which seems to have a special place in Hollywood’s money-churning machine. While mother/daughter relationships tend to fall along a binary–either the women are Gilmore Girls close or they’re Mermaids-style dysfunctional–daddy-daughter movies are permitted a wider range of emotion, from heart-warming to straight-up sappy to disturbing to weird to just plain difficult to define. Read More Father/Daughter Movies: The Good, the Bad, and the Treacly