Today’s top ten list is a Valentine’s Day freebie. I’m sure this will mean many lists about romantic books and love and whatnot. But my favourite part of Valentine’s Day (besides the abundant amounts of chocolate) is Galentine’s day. Wait, you don’t know what that is? Let’s fix that.
All too often we get so caught up in trying to be the things we’re supposed to be – wife, mother, career woman, crazy single cat lady, whatever. To be the best at all the roles we’ve been assigned. In the need to be all things to all people at all times, we lose track of our relationships with other women. Relationships that aren’t about competition. The friends that support and sustain us. That give us an outlet to stop being those other things for a while and just be friends. Because for so much of our time, we’re expected to be all these other things.
My book picks this week focus on women caught in struggle. Women trying to find their footing when they don’t seem to fit anywhere. Women who could have used a good friend.
I desperately need to reread this so I can write a proper review. I read it long before I started this blog. It is fabulous and sad.
When I read this book, I always wonder – if Camille had had someone she could talk to early on in her life, would she have grown into a different person. Would a support system have saved her from the person she grew into or was she always meant to be this?
Can we just get rid of frenemies and start teaching girls to actually care about and support each other instead of using one another? Pretty please.
Robin is the prime example of how bad relationships can be as bad/worse than no relationships.
Running away rarely gets you anywhere good
Pretending to be something you’re not is the name of the game in this book. Friendship saves them.
Even though this book doesn’t assign a gender to the narrator, I’ve always read is a woman. It’s always been beautiful and sad.
Dystopian/Sci-fi often gives us the truth much more clearly than contemporary fiction.
In my head, this book connects directly with Atwood’s. An extension of that kind of society. When we colour people as just one thing, we force them into solitude and distrust.
Rigid self-preservation removes us from the people that can help us become whole.
I hope you have the people you can turn to and rely on for support, regardless of your current social role.