ive noticed that tumblr has this white women vs. black women thing going on and i mean
cant we all just be women without a skin color attached to our identities…?
I’ve noticed this too.
I’ve noticed that when black women try to talk amongst themselves about experiences unique to them, there’s always one of us white women who just HAS to jump in on it and make it about us. I’ve noticed that we white women consistently refuse to acknowledge the effect of racism on black women’s lives and the effect of white privilege on our own. I’ve noticed that black women do nothing to invite this kind of disrespect, and when they object to it, we turn around and cry out that we’re being attacked when we started it.
I can’t be a woman without a skin color attached to my identity because I always have my white skin and that always affects how people treat me. Just as it’s impossible to get rid of one’s skin color for real, it’s impossible to detach it from one’s identity, because it shapes one’s entire life. Being a black woman in the world is a different experience from being a white woman. I know that because I listen to what black women say, but I can never know what it’s like, and I have a responsibility to respect black women’s ongoing conversation about that experience by staying out of it and not trying to claim a share.
Please don’t talk about this like it’s an equal conflict where both sides need to contribute toward a resolution. We always start it and we’re the ones who need to stop it.
I’m pretty sure with how loud I just yelled “YES!” in my room, my neighbors think I’m having awesome sex. Either way..that reply was perfection.
Today was a good day on writing. I got more than my 2500 word goal, got the big sex scene into Unrepentant Bastard, and moved onto working on another chapter. I’m hopeful that I’ll get some writing done this weekend. It’s a three day weekend so it might happen.
I do need to clean my office something awful though and the flower beds need major weeding so I may not get as much writing as I want. *sighs*
Either way, I’m a happy person because I got some more sales. :D
If you wanted to read Sound of Obedience (my new smut story I’ve got out for sale) it’s over here for free for one week. And you know, if you liked it enough, and you have money which I know lots of people don’t, do consider buying it. Not necessary this week though.
Anyway, I’m off for bath and bed so goodnight everyone!
Someone just bought every single story I’ve got on Smashwords!
*screams and flails some more*
You know, someday that’s going to get old hat, just something that’s ‘eh, good for you, dude’…
…but not yet!
Thank you whoever you are! I hope you enjoy the stories!
I get to leave work 45 minutes early today.
This obviously means that time must drag so that the day seems at least 10 times longer than normal. >:(
I’m serious, I swear that every minute is lasting at least 10 minutes.
Oh well, at least I’ve reached my word count goal for the day. Unrepentant Bastard is now 12,414 words.
I’m almost to where Jason (nothing like DCU Jason, FYI) gets kidnapped by a rival master. Right now he’s talking to Cain from Sound of Obedience and being so adorably sweet and submissive that I’m having actively avoid using the word ‘adorable’. Not that I don’t already have a problem with overrusing ‘adorable’. I know that. But darn it, the kid’s just cute! XD
So of course he’s going to get clubbed, tied up, gang raped and ransomed very shortly. *wince*
Um… the rape’s well of screen? This is a really brutal world?
Yeah, I know. No excuse. (still going to happen though)
Thirty-five minutes to go before I get to leave. *mutters* Three day weekend, just remember it’s a three day weekend*
*trudges back to work*