Technically, this is a Thanksgiving tag.
I don’t do Thanksgiving.
I celebrate with my family, but I don’t care much about gourds or the color brown.
However, the new year starts next Tuesday. High time to turn introspective!
I’m using this tag to look back on my reading year…and possibly as an excuse to rant about Dr. Juli Slattery.
IMPORTANT: This post will cover sexuality and sexual assault.
(For less negative energy, check out The Sassy Book Geek’s take on this tag.)
Name a book that made you thankful to live in your world
and not in the book’s world.
If I had to give Who Fears Death one compliment, it would be this:
Who Fears Death made me grateful that I don’t live in a post-apocalyptic desert where rape, female genital mutilation, and sexual shame exist in conjunction.
Those things exist in my world, but not to the same degree.
Give thanks to a book that changed your perspective.
I read So You Want to Talk About Race? right after finishing White Fragility.
How to sum up that experience? I no longer consider myself a Good Liberal.
In a damning twist, the authors of both books live in Seattle. For several weeks afterward, I felt them watching me.
I have a long way to go in my treatment of others.
I hate knowing I will mess up in the future.
To topple the institution of racism, though, I have to stop prioritizing my own comfort.
What character would you be thankful for
if they were your significant other?
I have a crush on Elias Veturius.
I’m only 40 pages into An Ember in the Ashes, but I think he’s the one.
In my head, he overlaps with Altair from Assassin’s Creed, my other morally ambiguous crush.
It could not be helped.
I have a type.
To what character would you say, “Thanks, but no thanks?”
I liked Wonder well enough, though my enjoyment waned when the author released additional chapters from other characters’ perspectives.
In a controversial move, Palacio wrote a chapter from the perspective of Julian, Auggie’s tormentor.
I can’t bring myself to read it.
I’m not interested in Julian’s perspective.
I don’t think he deserves a moment to explain himself.
Any attempts to make the reader empathize with Julian should have been included in the original publication.
Name a book that made you laugh out loud,
just like your drunk Uncle Earl at Thanksgiving.
I read My Plain Jane the same way I read its predecessor: out loud.
Not as good as My Lady Jane, but still uproarious.
Some of the on-the-nose descriptions had me laughing mid-sentence.
Also, SO. MUCH. ROCHESTER. SHADE.
Name a book that made you incredibly angry…just
like your drunk Uncle Earl at Thanksgiving.
Juli Slattery’s Rethinking Sexuality gave me heart palpitations…and not the good kind.
I put the book down after 40 pages, too upset to continue.
Slattery’s opinions indicate larger problems with Christian culture’s treatment of sexuality. Like other authors who share her viewpoint, Slattery
- applies the logical fallacy of “correlation = causation” to statistics
- adopts a “doom and gloom” view of modern culture that paints ALL cultural progression in a negative light
- attributes every shift in cultural attitudes or opinions to sin
- relies on reactionary soundbites from other conservative Christians to prove her point that the culture is going downhill
- speaks about the LGBTQ community in a way that illustrates a lack of knowledge, familiarity, and compassion
I couldn’t get past Slattery’s comments on the LGBTQ community. Her statements about LGBTQ culture bordered on misinformation.
An oversight this large in 2018 is BEYOND irresponsible.
It bothers me that someone with such damaging rhetoric has been given such a large platform.
Finally, name one thing that you are thankful for
about the book-blogging community
When I finally started participating in the blogging community, I found tons of twenty-something YA readers.
I FINALLY FOUND MY PEOPLE.
I also noticed a pattern: many bloggers committed to giant TBR lists, missed the mark, and berated themselves for falling into slumps. I read posts where other bloggers called themselves “lazy” or “bad book bloggers.”
Learning this helped me reject the idea that my reading habits show a “lack of discipline.” I learned to accept that reading slumps and overly-ambitious TBRs are part of the gig.
I regret not joining the community sooner.
I no longer feel alone.
Happy 2018 to my fellow book bloggers, bloggers in general, and my non-blogging friends, family, acquaintances, and readers.
I just used this Thanksgiving tag for New Year’s. Feel free to use this tag whenever you please!