Welcome to the latest post in the Literary Wives series. Every two months, a group of bloggers reads a book with word “wife” in the title, and we attempt to answer the following two questions in our posts for that month. 1. What does this book say about wives or about the experience of being... Continue Reading →
“I’m Not a Feminist, But . . .”: Psychoanalytic Feminism
We hear people say this all of the time, and yet they often go on to express “feminist” ideas and could identify as a feminist. There are many reasons why people distance themselves from the feminist movement. I can’t possibly explain or guess them all. But I can explain the different types of feminism according... Continue Reading →
Identifying with a Murderer: Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood
While driving on the winding highway through Sardine Canyon, an area sparse of houses besides the occasional farm and dilapidated, weather-beaten barn, I listened with aching suspense as the murder of the Clutter family was relayed to me via book on CD. I travel this road twice a week for school, and the mountainous surroundings... Continue Reading →
Twelve Parenting Tips from Reviving Ophelia
At the end of one of my English 1010 classes, a student wrote a magnificent paper. I don’t remember the exact theme or her argument, but I do remember that she had used Mary Pipher’s Reviving Ophelia: Saving the Selves of Adolescent Girls (1994) as a source. Now, this student was no ordinary student. She... Continue Reading →