What female authors taught me about the way we marginalize women
Last summer, I was sitting on a park bench reading Little Women — as you do on a warm day in July — when a man stopped by my side to offer a word of literary advice.
“Don’t be embarrassed. Stay strong.”
The comment caught me off guard.
Any time a stranger talks to me in New York City, I am instantly suspicious. Safety first, folks.
Why did he assume I would be embarrassed?
The thing is, I wasn’t embarrassed to be reading Little Women, and I had **t considered the book to be particularly shame inducing until that moment. Louisa May Alcott’s tale is an iconic work of literature. If anything, as an avid reader, I was ashamed that it took me until I was 25 to first pick up a copy of the book Read more...