The concluding post to my review of books read in 2016. See Part I for pretty charts and Part II for boring methodology.
Let’s review the most significant conclusions from Part I:
- I read a lot of women
- I don’t read a lot of nonwhite authors
- I don’t read a lot of books with LGBTQ+ authors or characters
And let’s also recall the following chart, which demonstrates my clear and obvious preference for female characters written by female authors:
Of the 110 books I read last year, 85 were written by women and 25 were written by men. However, once I account for series books written by the same author, I am left with 76 individual authors, of whom 51 are female (67%) and 24 are male (33%).
Considering that I make a deliberate effort to seek out work by female authors, I’m not at all surprised to see that they make up a majority percentage of my reading material. In fact, I almost expected the percentage of female authors to be higher. I can think of one possible reason why that was not the case… Continue reading
Following on from Part I, which presented my results, I’m going to discuss in more detail some of my methodology. Yes, that order is backwards. Tough.
If you’re going to find this boring, I suggest skipping ahead to Part III. Continue reading
Don’t worry, this isn’t another retrospective on how much this year sucked (though it did). I’m actually here to take a look at the books I read over the past year and look at some of the demographics of their authors and main characters.
Yes, I am voluntarily doing stats.
Nothing complicated, just some percentages. Maybe a pie chart. But I figure these sorts of conversations (I’ll elaborate in just a moment) are best had with actual numbers attached.
“I only read good books”
This idea has been in my head for a while; every so often someone brings up diversity in reading habits and the internet explodes with the same arguments. “I don’t care if the author is male or female or black or white or purple, if it’s a good book I’ll read it”. (Never mind that the majority of the time this approach results in a reading list full of white men). Right around the time that I started working, r/fantasy provided me with another such conversation, with all the predictable attendant criticisms.
I feel very strongly that if one wants to cultivate a diversity of perspectives in their reading list, one has to deliberately counteract the systematic bias that is present in the publishing industry. But while I talk the talk, do I walk the walk? I have long made a deliberate effort to seek out female authors, but how successful was I really? And what about other measures of diversity, like race or identity/orientation?
In brief: I made a spreadsheet of all the books I read in 2016 and looked at the demographics of the authors and the main characters. How many women? How many men? How many nonwhite authors or characters? And so on. If you’re interested in the details, there will be another post breaking down my methods (and my methodological problems), and another discussing interpretations, implications and next steps for 2017. For now, I’ll just present the basic results and a pretty chart or two… Continue reading
This is the first post in a new series, where I highlight some of the indie books I’ve read and liked lately. Finding those hidden gems is hard, and it’s tempting to just not bother, but as an aspiring author myself I’d like to support the people who are writing great stuff, even if it’s not repped by a big publishing house. Hopefully this will make it a little easier.
Feel free to share your own recommendations in the comments! Continue reading
I would have had to be living under a rock to avoid the fracas surrounding last year’s Hugo Awards. I read a lot of author blogs, and follow a lot of writers on Twitter, and let me tell you the anthill was SEETHING when the nominations were announced.
I’m not going to publicly stick my oar in on one side or the other (although I’ll talk about it privately, I suppose, if anyone cares)…but one good thing that came out of the mess is that it got a lot of people talking about the Hugos. Continue reading
In which I discuss anthologies from the perspective of a reader and a writer. Continue reading
So…this sort of died a slow death when school started back up.
The challenge was to read all these books within 2013, and it’s now just over a year since I began it. Whoops. But I still intend on finishing, as it’s good for me to read outside my comfort zone. I just won’t put a time limit on it.
The Actual “Review” (Scare quotes because I was too overcome to actually come up with a cogent review)
“I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.” -page 53
The Ocean at the End of the Lane just is. Beautifully.
Lush, mythic, gorgeous. Haunting. Memorable.
So, so, incredibly lovely.
It was only a duck pond, out at the back of the farm. It wasn’t very big. Lettie Hempstock said it was an ocean, but I knew that was silly. She said they’d come here from across the ocean from the old country. Her mother said that Lettie didn’t remember properly, and it was a long time ago, and anyway, the old country had sunk. Old Mrs. Hempstock, Lettie’s grandmother, said they were both wrong, and that the place that had sunk wasn’t the really old country. She said she could remember the really old country. She said the really old country had blown up.