…but especially, talk to your sons.
When they are still young and flexible enough to appreciate that there is no reason why girls and women should be treated differently than they themselves are treated.
When they are still young enough to understand that they themselves shouldn’t be expected or forced to conform to a stereotype of behaviour that stifles who they are and what they feel.
When they can still learn that there are no gray areas when it comes to assault, violence, degradation of other human beings, based on whether those other human beings have or have not dangly bits, or whether those other human beings declare themselves to be straight, gay, or anything in between or outside of those two.
I often try to forget this date, but this year it’s just been on my mind so vividly…
Nineteen years ago, just shy of six months after my wedding, I was alone in our apartment when the building started shaking. It was so violent, and so long, that clothes hangers fell to the floor, and I couldn’t walk across the room to the door until it was over. The noise the building made was one of the scariest things I’ve experienced.
It was September 19, 1985 in Mexico City, the deadliest and most destructive earthquake the city has seen in its over 700 years history (the current city was built over Tenochtitlán, capital of the Aztec empire, and the valley has been continuously populated since the first Mexica tribes migrated south somewhere in the early 1300s).
Tucker, by Juliana Stone
Amazing, I’m going to make this month’s SLWendy’s TRB Challenge–even if by the skin of my teeth.
Two things to know before you read this review: first, I met Ms Stone briefly at RWA 2009 in Washington DC. If memory serves, it was also her first RWA, and she had just signed with HarperCollins (which published His Darkest Hunger, first in her Jaguar Warriors series). I have not kept in contact with Ms Stone, and I still have my copy of His Darkest Hunger somewhere in the TBR mountain range of doom.
Second, I won a copy of this book in a giveaway for Jen’s July Monthly Glom over at the Fiction Vixen blog, which is where she recommended it.
Without further ado, the blurb (from the author’s website): Continue reading
The Mistress of Trevelyan, by Jennifer St Giles
A week or so ago, there was a recommendation thread for Gothic romances over at Smart Bitches.. While I am not a dedicated fan, I have read a few, and particularly enjoyed Sandra Schwab’s Castle of the Wolf as an excellent example of a modern take on the historical Gothic.
This book was mentioned a couple of times as a good read, I really liked the blurb from amazon, and at $2.99, the price was right, so I bought it, and a couple of days ago I started to read it.
Sadly, it didn’t live to my expectations at all, and some parts were frankly quite terrible.
Here’s the blurb from amazon: Continue reading