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Some more tidbits from my grandmother’s WWII diaries which did not fit in the last post:
she got a secretary job for the railway service because she had heard that was a good place to help the Resistance, and indeed she was soon contacted to leak train schedules (so Resistants could sabotage freight & ammunition trains going to Germany) and administrative info to help people escape deportation. She writes that she hopes it’s “a little bit of help” and that it will sound “more formidable when I talk about it later—in reality it is almost mundane, not at all like what you read about in books”, and she often feels like she is “playing pretend”
This sentiment comes back a lot at the beginning of her war journal, a kind of surreal feeling, almost impostor’s syndrome, like she can’t take herself seriously as a person living through a war. In 1940 she tries to enter the “forbidden zone” where her former house is, to salvage some items before the house is looted, and a German soldier offers her a lift so she won’t have trouble with the sentries. She refuses, and he sighs and says in bad French “Malheur, la guerre.” (“War—what grief.”) She writes that she had this impression again, that they were all “playing war”, playing a role, and everyone felt weird about it
her fiancé (my grandfather) was among the young men planting bombs on railway tracks to derail freight trains, and he would occasionally steal from a wagon (having no compunction about it as it was stuff the Nazis had stolen) and she & her sister would find an excuse to go out so they could all open the “surprise barrel” together. They thought it was a lot of fun as they never knew what the contents would be—sometimes food, sometimes a barrel full of wine, and once they found items from the looting of a church: crucifixes, rosaries, prayer books and the relic of a saint. She mentions it several times in her diary afterwards, always quite wryly, “We’ve had 52 alerts in 3 days, it’s exhausting having to run to the basement so many times every night, but I know we’re safe, for we have my bone of Saint What’s-His-Name”
1941 is the first time she writes that she feels like she is “living through a chapter of history”, and it’s because she started using old bicycle tyres to make new soles for her shoes, and unravelling wool jumpers to mix the yarn colours and knit “new” jumpers, which “are things you’d read about in books about war.” She gives a jumper to each of her sisters, who are happy about it and say it feels like they are really getting new clothes, and she comments “Nous voilà devenues des héroïnes de Victor Hugo” (“We’ve now become Victor Hugo characters”)
I love the amount of times she compares her life to books—when her fiancé, who was about to be deported for forced labour in Germany, changes his identity and tries to escape to the unoccupied zone (the South of France) and then to Morocco, hoping she can join him later in Casablanca, she is very anxious but also notes how strange it feels to even write these words, which seem right out of a novel.
she was nearly 20 (in 1940) the first time her mother allowed her fiancé to visit her at home (they had to stay in the kitchen, with a chaperone) after he came saying he brought his stamp book to trade stamps with her. They have fun calling each other Monsieur and Mademoiselle again, as was proper (they had long switched to using first names when their parents weren’t around); her fiancé confesses to her that he spent weeks taking stamps off of any envelop he could get his hands on, to improvise a stamp collection so he had a wholesome excuse to visit her at home. She finds the idea brilliant. They do not end up trading stamps, seeing as the “chaperone” is her older sister Geneviève who kindly spends the whole hour “very busy looking for something in the pantry”
at one point she writes bitterly that she queued up nearly the entire day at a grocery shop that was supposed to still have some chocolate and coffee, as she & her sisters were desperate for either. Instead the only things she was given in exchange for her ration tickets were one fourth of a loaf of bread, a small packet of washing soda and a “hat so shapeless you can hardly tell it is a béret”. She writes that her little sister Simone didn’t even fight her for the béret, “voilà à quel point il est laid” (“that’s how ugly it is.”)
she is interrogated by the Nazis again in 1942 and starts to fear that she is about to get caught leaking all this info about transits to Germany, so she goes to the regional director of the train service (who lives in her street) for help. He tells her that trusting him was very dangerous, “What makes you think I’m not an informer?” and she says “Sir you only have one arm. You are a disabled WWI veteran so I assumed you weren’t too fond of Germans.” She then writes: “Je tremblais en entrant dans la pièce. J’aimerais être de ces filles hardies…!” (“I was shaking as I entered the room. I wish I were one of these daring girls…!”)
(One of the very few pictures taken of her during the war)
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I was wondering what kind of female black characters do people want to see more of? Like, them being soft or selfish?
Black Girls & Women: Representation We Want
As a Black woman reader, I definitely want to see more soft Black girls and women in literature. Girls with their own self-interests (caring about oneself isn’t necessarily selfish) and not always someone else’s caregiver is great too.
Here’s my list!
More Black girls...
In love
With close family bonds and healthy relationships and support systems (that don’t require enduring abuse, fixing their partner, or overall emotional labor to earn domestic happiness)
Being protected
As main characters, heroines and anti-heroes
On adventures
In fantasy and magical settings
In historical settings as peasants, upper-class society, and royalty
Descriptions of Black Afro hair, skin, features as a normal thing in books (see this compilation) and not in an Othering way
On the other hand, vibrant, sometimes hyped up descriptions that allude to their beauty (see this ask. Or this one). Not Othering, just appreciating!
Put us in fancy dresses and give us a sword and let us dance at the balls and have admirers!
Experiencing complex emotions not necessarily in reaction to racism or racist violence
On the book cover! And with an accurate, not light or white-washed model
~Mod Colette
Responses:
@madamef-er
Soft black girls and nerd girls who like cute things.
Shy black girls not just in situations with boys.
More lgbtqia+ black girls. Studs! Femmes!
Gender fluid and non conforming constantly changing their style because they like it!
Spies and not just as the 'sexy bait' or 'weapons master' let us sit behind the computer for once and be hackers and stuff
@tanlefan
Black girls who are just...people.
I want a fantasy escapism adventure that isn't a thinly veiled discussion on slavery or racism or any other aspect of The Struggle. I am tired.
Can I just have a happy Black girl who believes in fairies or something?
@esmeraldanacho-1776 More autistic Black women/girls! I don't care what genre really; just have them in there!
@briarsthicket And enby black people!
@mattiekins
Def soft black girls.
Energetic and playful.
Or shy and quiet.
I want to see more black girls who are nerds and not just mommy mommying or nanny nannying everyone.
I want black girls who want to be a ballerina, or a talk show host, or a game designer etc.
I want a black girl who gets to be happy.
Who doesn't have to act older than she is and be the shoulder for everyone, always.
@xiiishadesofgrey
I want more black lady nerds, if we’re talking modern settings!
More black ladies who have a sporty/playful nature!
Who aren’t afraid to get dirty and make chaos, without being dirty or frowned upon!
Strange as it sounds coming from me, more black princesses! Brandy as Cinderella in the 90s was my first Cinderella, and I LOVE that.
Please, god, more black wlws.
@daintythoughtswritersblock
I want to see tropes exercised
Black women of all shades and tones
@hazelnut4370
Tbh just fellow black people being happy, like I rarely see that,
Or enjoying hobbies
rivergoddessdream
Happily childless black women
Black women traveling the world
Fat black women in happy, healthy, poly relationships
Black cis and trans women having a true sisterhood
Autistic black women
Black women in period pieces that aren't about slavery and don't take place in the US
Black women thespians
Black women painters
Black women revolutionaries
Black women front and center in the narrative
Black women healers and storytellers
Non christian Black women stories
Black women rockers
#complicated black women characters #tell those stories
@missnancywrites
More Black Girls...
With diverse cultural and social backgrounds!
That are nerdy, girly, intelligent, ditzy, all the personality types that white girls in literature get!
That are fragile, shy or anxious. Almost every single black woman I’ve seen in media or otherwise are wise and adult. Let us be an absolute wreck, or an anxious mess!
In science! Characters like Shuri, Moon Girl and Iron Heart in Marvel revitalized me, cuz young black girls only get two types. Both these girls are in intellectual and in science, but have bery different personalities.
In interracial relationships, and not because they hate black men or something along those lines. They just happen to be dating outside their race, black women get hate for that in real life and it’s unfair. Let us have relationships outside our race! That said...
In platonic relationships with black men! I think that’s important, cuz I don’t often seen black solidarity unless it’s for the purpose of showing how diverse the writing is. Let them share interests, daily frustrations that they would only understand, but don’t force a romance.
In solid friendships with other black girls! For some reason, we’re pitted against in each other inside and outside of writing! Write some sweet wholesome friendship!
With different sexualities! Let there be some that are ace, others are gay, bi or pan! Just be sure you don’t sexualize them, or turn em into a robot.
•Who are dark-skinned! This can be seen a lot in tv or movies, but when you want a black girl in your stuff don’t just hire a light-skinned black girl or a biracial black girl. It’s not the same.
Who get to act their age! Black women have a long standing history of being adultified, starting from a very young age, and it’s extremely harmful. Little black girls can wear what they please, the problem is people sexualizing them. Let the teen black girl be a teenager, she can look out for her siblings but she isn’t the keepern the house or their lives. Young adult black girls are not ideal housewives or capable working machines, they mess up and mess around just as much as any young adult.
With mental/physical disabilities or illnesses. Alongside with being forced to be more mature than they are, disabilities/illnesses are never taken seriously and we’re forced to just deal with it. Having black girls who happen to have these issues, but also have a healthy support group is always good!
@ink-and-roses
Seen as beautiful and desirable and NOT in a hypersexualized way
Interracial relationships are wonderful because black girls are beautiful and lbr everybody sees it
Sensitive and allowed to feel something other than righteous anger
Some black girls are skinny! Some are big! Some are slim and some are curvy! There’s no mold!
Dark skinned!
A YA protagonist out to save the world from something other than racism
Superpowers or magic that doesn’t come from generational trauma or slavery
Black characters who support other black characters. None of this token crabs in a barrel business.
Black girl nerds and punks and goths exist. I promise.
And this may be a personal preference but I’m not against the idea of a damsel in distress. We are always being strong. Let her be soft and delicate and cared for. Let her be princess carried and rescued from the tower and the dragon.
[Note from Mod: It’s not just you! I love a Black damsel being saved and protected. What is progressive for one woman varies due to historical and present depictions and is why intersectionality in feminism is so important! -Colette]
@nightlyswordswoman
As a writer, I write a lot of my black female characters like this because I rarely ever see black women being represented in these ways! ESPECIALLY on the covers of books, unless the author themselves is a black woman and even then its rare.
Too often black women are stereotyped as strong protector types that are always rough, tough, and don’t need anybody in books (and real life), when that’s honestly just dumb and inaccurate--black women are as vulnerable as anyone else (in some cases, even more vulnerable, but that’s another topic).
So yeah, this list is 100% accurate and I encourage those who are interested in writing black female characters (whether you’re a black woman or not) to consider writing them like this, because the stereotype needs to die lol.
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(necessary reminder to myself)
not everyone in your life is going to like you. but that’s okay. don’t overthink it. people who don’t even know you are going to dislike you. that’s just inevitable. that doesn’t mean you’re not a good person, and that doesn’t mean what they think of you is the truth. don’t ever let this destroy you, because you just can’t please everyone.
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…. I don’t fear God, but I do fear the automatic stapler in the staff room
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history fucked me up
oxford was built and operational as a college before the rise of the mayans and cleopatra lived in a time nearer to pizza hut’s invention than to the pyramids being built
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Me: Now we’re going to end the nature talk with a very big snake– *opens bag to reveal a large ball python*
Thirty kindergartners: *screaming with excitement*
Me: Yes she is very big, does anyone know where ball pythons are from?
Kid: The woods!!
Me: Yes, they do like the woods where they’re from. It’s a very big continent. Who knows what continent you find them on?
Another kid: The sun!!
Me: That’s … in space, so no
Yet another kid: Earth!!!
Me: Yes … that’s definitely the planet they and we are on! The snake is from the same place giraffes and lions are from …
Several kids: The zoo!!!!
Me: A continent is–
Teacher, deadpan: It’s where Wakanda is
All thirty kindergartners: AFRICA
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Dread Nation (2018)
Jane McKeene was born two days before the dead began to walk the battlefields of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania—derailing the War Between the States and changing the nation forever.
In this new America, safety for all depends on the work of a few, and laws like the Native and Negro Education Act require certain children attend combat schools to learn to put down the dead.
But there are also opportunities—and Jane is studying to become an Attendant, trained in both weaponry and etiquette to protect the well-to-do. It’s a chance for a better life for Negro girls like Jane. After all, not even being the daughter of a wealthy white Southern woman could save her from society’s expectations.
But that’s not a life Jane wants. Almost finished with her education at Miss Preston’s School of Combat in Baltimore, Jane is set on returning to her Kentucky home and doesn’t pay much mind to the politics of the eastern cities, with their talk of returning America to the glory of its days before the dead rose.
But when families around Baltimore County begin to go missing, Jane is caught in the middle of a conspiracy, one that finds her in a desperate fight for her life against some powerful enemies.
And the restless dead, it would seem, are the least of her problems.
by Justina Ireland
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Justina Ireland enjoys dark chocolate, dark humor, and is not too proud to admit that she’s still afraid of the dark. She lives with her husband, kid, and dog in Pennsylvania. She is the author of Vengeance Bound and Promise of Shadows.
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I want to write something that makes my breath hitch, my chest physically hurt, but makes my heart swoon and moves my entire soul. Because that is what my favorite authors do for me.
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me when im working on something: oh i am so fucking genius,
me looking at the completed work: absolute fucking garbage who allowed my hands to make this
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y’all the living failures just like. glitched. and now this guy won’t leave me alone.
he even followed me into maria’s arena and i am??? baffled.
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Let Me Talk About Werewolves for a Second
Why is it that every werewolf book is this weird testosterone fueled alpha male/female romance thing?
Like guys. Werewolves are family groups. They are basically big ol’ dog families. Your werewolf family wouldn’t be made up of alpha males fighting each other for dominance and subjugating females.
If there was a werewolf in your neighborhood, they’d be that family of 10 kids always roughhousing outside and their house is the one all the neighborhood kids go to hang out at because Mr. Werewolf and Mrs. Werewolf are the Cool Parents that their kids find really embarrassing.
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