I'll admit: I stopped reading this book around page 196.
I did eventually come back and read the rest—I literally finished it 5 minutes before typing this—but only months later, after it had been sitting on my "Currently Reading" Goodreads shelf for what felt like too long. Contrary to her self-identified state as a feminist, Roxane Gay is (clearly) not a Bad Writer.
In fact, I blew through the first several essays in this collection simply because I found her opinion/point of view on everything from teaching to fucking Sweet Valley High to be nothing short of riveting. For a week, I carried my copy with...
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