Now it's no secret that I love horror movies and literature. With a deep and abiding passion. I've been spending the last few months on a glorious Clive Barker bender. I remember the grown-up feeling and glee I felt when I was finally allowed to watch scary movies with Dad, and when Mom gave me H. P. Lovecraft and Poe to read when I'd gone through ( Read more... )

So yeah, Naomi Wolf. I know The Beauty Myth rocked a lot of people's worlds back in the day, but it never really rocked mine. It just kind of came off as a restatement of the very obvious that there were already better pieces on, and seemed a bit condescending and reductionist. I spent a few years feeling left out of the Naomi Wolf lovefest. And ( Read more... )