June 13, 2010

  • Maybe I'll write more about this later.  Usually when I say that I don't, though.

    I realized yesterday that if I'm reading a book with a female main character, I hesitate to recommend it to guys.  No matter how good the book is.

    Right now I'm trying to figure out why.  I read books with male main characters all the time and feel things from them.  Why, then, do I feel differently about how a guy would read a female character?  Am I assuming a lack of feeling/caring/understanding/relation?  So very odd.

    Strange "feminist" issues have been on my mind lately, and this just added to it.  I think that's what I want to write about, to develop into a real post.  And I've rarely written about such a thing, so it'll be new territory for me.

    Also, on an unrelated note, I realized that if I want a blogging community again, I'm going to have to go to it.  It's not coming to me.  And I'm always so bad at making first moves. Ai ya!