“Your OWLs aren’t good enough and you didn’t even do your NEWTs Harry, why are you even applying, also where’s your UKCAT, and your volunteering and your work experience oh you have none goodbye.”
|Katniss Everdeen:||... if only you could frost someone to death.|
|Peeta Mellark:||Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake--|
|Mycroft Holmes:||I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE.|
Settling in for a night of mammoth Sherlock fanfic reading. Feels? What feels? (#and if anyone has any recommendations… #I adore anything Femlock #I am not prepared for this)
The problem that needs to be fixed is not kick all the girls out of YA, it’s teach boys that stories featuring female protagonists or written by female authors also apply to them. Boys fall in love. Boys want to be important. Boys have hopes and fears and dreams and ambitions. What boys also have is a sexist society in which they are belittled for “liking girl stuff.” Male is neutral, female is specific.
I heard someone mention that Sarah Rees Brennan’s THE DEMON’S LEXICON would be great for boys, but they’d never read it with that cover. Friends, then the problem is NOT with the book. It’s with the society that’s raising that boy. It’s with the community who inculcated that boy with the idea that he can’t read a book with an attractive guy on the cover.
Here’s how we solve the OMG SO MANY GIRLS IN YA problem: quit treating women like secondary appendages. Quit treating women’s art like it’s a niche, novelty creation only for girls. Quit teaching boys to fear the feminine, quit insisting that it’s a hardship for men to have to relate to anything that doesn’t specifically cater to them.
Because if I can watch Raiders of the Lost Ark and want to grow up to be an archaeologist, there’s no reason at all that a boy shouldn’t be able to read THE DEMON’S LEXICON with its cover on. My friends, sexism doesn’t just hurt women, and our young men’s abysmal rate of attraction to literacy is the proof of it."
Hello! ^^ =D I hope you’re all having a very lovely Easter, and thank you for following me. Here’s dancing Wesley for you:
→ Eleven&Amy Time Lady&Human (remake)
My name is John Smith. I guess you could say I used to be an ‘ordinary bloke’; a little bit on the awkward side with a boring job and a small flat next to the pub. A year ago I saw a box falling right out of the sky, and then a woman coming out of the box. She called herself the Doctor. She was ginger, she talked a lot and she took my hand and we started running. We haven’t stopped since.
She calls me ‘her stupid idiot’. She hates my clothes. I don’t know what I would do without her.