I’ve been meaning to post about Elizabeth Bear’s novel Carnival for the last week or so, because it’s really interesting and both like and not like a lot of other sf I’ve been reading, in very cool way. It involves colony worlds and government oppression and gay men and matriarchy, and this is actually not cheesy in the ways that summary will make it sound. It’s in paperback now. If you like space adventure you should get a copy.
Anyhow, she also has an essay up at Subterranean Magazine right now, and I thought it fit well with what I wrote about last night.
I don’t care what you think.
I’m not here to convert you. I’m not here to enlighten you. I’m not here to try to earn your respect. I don’t need it.
I am not scared of you.
You see, I can win without you. I can make a living without you. I can reach a broad readership of women–yes, and men too! lots of men! men who are enlightened, and emotionally secure!–without you. It’s really kind of awesome. After fifteen years working in corporate America, actually, where I usually had to do what a particular type of authoritarian men wanted if I wanted to keep my job, these days, I can pick the audience I care to appeal to.