18th August, 2014

“She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.”

Angela Carter, “The Lady of the House of Love” from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories  (via mythandrists)

Because always reblog Angela Carter is why.

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17th August, 2014

“It’s amazing how many different ways you will hear this kind of sentiment leaving the mouths of a disappointing amount of people. Another book about a girl falling in love. Another book about a girl with trauma. Another book about mean girls. Oh no not another book about a girl that is breathing and alive and on and on and on. Why write them? When is enough enough with these girl stories?”

courtney summers, writing for girls


really though read the whole post but this part just jumped out at me so loud

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Yes, to all of this. Another insidious form of this is the (often subtle) suggestion that a YA book would have been better served being about a different sort of character, or that it really should have been about adults. Girls deserve all the narratives we can give them.

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17th August, 2014

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