1993
Weight: 9.6 oz
Method of Disposal: Donated to Decatur, GA Library
The first time I was exposed to this book was in a Women’s Studies 101 class. I read an excerpt, a scene, a murder. It was so painful. My whole body was screaming “no,” was rejecting the moment, and it. happened. anyway.
Later, I bought the book and, more recently, I re-read it. It felt different this time. My focus was different. There was so much crammed into one short novel—sometimes it felt like too much—only it all needed to be there. Some moments felt rushed, but it also showed change through time, through generations, through people. The true complexities of oppression were clearly laid out in front of us. No one could avoid them, even if they still couldn’t explain them. The book was ruthless. If only it could have been written into 5 books, but then no one would have read it and the connections would have been blurred. No, it was the size it should be, I guess.
Can I also say, I felt deep connections with the characters and that is so important to me? It is a bold book, and Campbell deserves respect for it.
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