The year I was born, Jeanette Winterson wrote a diet book for women — I’m not sure if this means I finally qualify for secondary narcissism or if I simply still don’t understand what secondary narcissism is, but I can’t help but take it personally.
Winterston's wife, Susie Orbach, is the author of Fat is a Feminist Issue: the anti-diet guide to permanent weight loss, Fat is a Feminist Issue 2: A program to conquer compulsive eating, Hunger Strike: the anorectic's struggle as metaphor for our age, and Bittersweet: facing up to feelings of love, envy, and competition in women's friendships.
I guess what I'm saying is that I don't ever want to eat dinner at their house.
I wonder if my general distaste for femininity, including in myself, never grew into gender dysphoria because I inherited my father's mesomorphic build... When you naturally incline to being thin and building muscle quickly, there is less temptation to analyze one's own reflection for imperfectios. And thus you arrive to your mid-30s vaguely unhappy with being female but quite resigned to it, in a 'look buddy I just work here' way.
When I read Frankisstein I veered between thinking "hmm, I would be interested to hear a trans man's perspective on this book" and "I cannot genuinely recommend that anyone, but particularly any trans people, read this book because it is so insultingly bad". I'm not quite sure how best to summarise this very bad book, but some points to mention are 1) every single named character has a name that's an increasingly ludicrous pun/twist on a member of Shelley's circle (e.g. Ron Lord - Lord Byron, even though Byron's first name was not actually Lord???), 2) there's a sex scene where it gives the precise measurements of a character's genitalia, 3) there is a scene involving a trans person using a public bathroom which is just astonishingly misguided in every way.
I'm still stuck on the new book being called Frankisstein. I feel like I could be ok with that, maybe even appreciate the playfulness, but calling the characters Ry Shelley and Victor Stein is just too much.
At that point why not just go for it and call him Frank N. Stein?
"I can never completely rid myself of the idea that a stern, competent, disappointed woman is going to sufficiently externalize my self-loathing for my own squishiness" -- Hmm, diet book as forced-masc erotica?
I've never even read any of her books (not out of any conscious effort not to, I've no beef (does the book refer to beef?)with the books)and I want to start with this.
Also susceptible to diet books by stern people, although not to the extent I can put their recommendations into practice.
Winterston's wife, Susie Orbach, is the author of Fat is a Feminist Issue: the anti-diet guide to permanent weight loss, Fat is a Feminist Issue 2: A program to conquer compulsive eating, Hunger Strike: the anorectic's struggle as metaphor for our age, and Bittersweet: facing up to feelings of love, envy, and competition in women's friendships.
I guess what I'm saying is that I don't ever want to eat dinner at their house.
I wonder if my general distaste for femininity, including in myself, never grew into gender dysphoria because I inherited my father's mesomorphic build... When you naturally incline to being thin and building muscle quickly, there is less temptation to analyze one's own reflection for imperfectios. And thus you arrive to your mid-30s vaguely unhappy with being female but quite resigned to it, in a 'look buddy I just work here' way.
'look buddy I just work here' is a perfect expression of my view of my own cisness. Thanks for that!
When I read Frankisstein I veered between thinking "hmm, I would be interested to hear a trans man's perspective on this book" and "I cannot genuinely recommend that anyone, but particularly any trans people, read this book because it is so insultingly bad". I'm not quite sure how best to summarise this very bad book, but some points to mention are 1) every single named character has a name that's an increasingly ludicrous pun/twist on a member of Shelley's circle (e.g. Ron Lord - Lord Byron, even though Byron's first name was not actually Lord???), 2) there's a sex scene where it gives the precise measurements of a character's genitalia, 3) there is a scene involving a trans person using a public bathroom which is just astonishingly misguided in every way.
I'm still stuck on the new book being called Frankisstein. I feel like I could be ok with that, maybe even appreciate the playfulness, but calling the characters Ry Shelley and Victor Stein is just too much.
At that point why not just go for it and call him Frank N. Stein?
"I can never completely rid myself of the idea that a stern, competent, disappointed woman is going to sufficiently externalize my self-loathing for my own squishiness" -- Hmm, diet book as forced-masc erotica?
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Jeanette Winterson is brilliant, but "brilliant" doesn't equal "correct" or "tolerable."
I've never even read any of her books (not out of any conscious effort not to, I've no beef (does the book refer to beef?)with the books)and I want to start with this.
Also susceptible to diet books by stern people, although not to the extent I can put their recommendations into practice.