I Know What Girls Like
I’ve just read this article by the Times, and it filled me with complete and utter disgust. There’s nothing partial about my feelings. It’s an all-incompassing, Hulk-like emotion. I want to SMASH things. But I won’t. I’ll remain civilized.
Full disclosure: I haven’t read Game of Thrones. YET. It’s on the top of my To Read pile, which is growing so large that I’m beginning to fear it will soon be sentient. I do, however, really want to watch the tv series.
Here’s the thing: I love fantasy stories. Love them. They were the first books I was addicted to as a child. From Robin McKinley’s Beauty to the Dragonlance novels. I was hopelessly in love with fantasy writing. They often had strong female characters (bonus!), compelling plotlines, and they were entertaining. For some odd reason, I had a crush on Raistlin from Dragonlance. I don’t know why.
I still love fantasy writing. It’s my go-to genre a lot of the time. I’m excited to read the next Harry Dresden book by Jim Butcher. I can’t wait to get my hands on the next Sookie Stackhouse novel by Charlaine Harris. A Discovery of Witches by Deborah E. Harkness was an excellent find. I can’t wait for the second book.
I’d like to think that I’m well-rounded, because I am. I don’t believe in labeling something as ‘girl fiction’ or ‘boy fiction.’ Guess what? I played with Barbie and G.I. Joe as a kid. I like Sex and the City and Lord of the Rings.
To return to Ms. Bellafante’s article, I’d like to point out that I happen to like Rome, Californication, True Blood, and Big Love. Why would these things be heaped into the category of Things Only Boys Will Like? Why on earth would that label even be acceptable? (Hint: it’s not.)
So, I’m fairly certain that despite that abhorrent, bias, sexist review – I’m going to watch The Game of Thrones. Afterwards, I might even play my xbox 360 – or is that just for boys, too?