this is the tumblr of rebecca meng

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for some reason this song is like always on the radio when i’m driving. i’m so lucky! or someone at cbsfm really likes talyor dayne

So back to tumblr after a long while. All the old stuff… mostly reblogs … from before are still up I think. Reminds me of college days and traveling and being young and all that. Nice looking back on some happy memories. 

(Let us be trivial, let us be intimate)

The Waves - Virginia Woolf (via vvirtuous)

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Messy bedroom

girls and guns by petra collins: Censorship And The Female Body →


I wasn’t shocked at the reaction I received from my t-shirt. I’m used to being told by society that I must regulate my body to fit the norm. I’m used to the fact that images of unaltered women are seen as unacceptable. I’ve taught myself to ignore it (as much as I can) and through the Internet…



Geraldine Finn | “Why Althusser Killed His Wife” | Why Althusser Killed His Wife: Essays on Discourse and Violence

“(the couple’s friends? Who constitutes a couple, I wonder. What constitutes a friend?)”

Geraldine Finn wrote an essay (that I think is actually in this book, but I read it in a collection called Relocating Cultural Studies a number of years ago) titled “Why Are There No Great Women Postmodernists” — a la “Why Have There Been No Great Women Artists?” by Linda Nochlin — that really shaped my perspective on both reading and producing theory. At the end of it, she basically says that everyone should spend at least one year reading only theory produced by women, an experiment that I’ve been engaged in with fiction for this whole year, helped along by people like elanormcinerney and Emily Books and so forth. 

Anyways, I’ve never come across anything else she’s written, and now I kind of want to buy this book.

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If you’re a boy writer, it’s a simple rule: you’ve gotta get used to the fact that you suck at writing women and that the worst women writer can write a better man than the best male writer can write a good woman. And it’s just the minimum. Because the thing about the sort of heteronormative masculine privilege, whether it’s in Santo Domingo, or the United States, is you grow up your entire life being told that women aren’t human beings, and that women have no independent subjectivity.”

And I think that this a huge challenge for boys, because they want to pretend they can write girls. Every time I’m teaching boys to write, I read their women to them, and I’m like, “Yo, you think this is good writing?” These motherf——rs attack each other over cliche lines but they won’t attack each other over these toxic representations of women that they have inherited… their sexist shorthand, they think that is observation. They think that their sexist distortions are insight. And if you’re in a writing program and you say to a guy that their characters are sexist, this guy, it’s like you said they love Hitler. They will fight tooth and nail because they want to preserve this really vicious sexism in the art because that is what they have been taught.

And I think the first step is to admit that you, because of your privilege, have a very distorted sense of women’s subjectivity. And without an enormous amount of assistance, you’re not even going to get a D. I think with male writers the most that you can hope for is a D with an occasional C thrown in. Where the average women writer, when she writes men, she gets a B right off the bat, because they spent their whole life being taught that men have a subjectivity. In fact, part of the whole feminism revolution was saying, “Me too, motherf——rs.” So women come with it built in because of the society.

It’s the same way when people write about race. If you didn’t grow up being a subaltern person in the United States, you might need help writing about race. Motherf——rs are like ‘I got a black boy friend,’ and their shit sounds like Klan Fiction 101.

The most toxic formulas in our cultures are not pass down in political practice, they’re pass down in mundane narratives. It’s our fiction where the toxic virus of sexism, racism, homophobia, where it passes from one generation to the next, and the average artist will kill you before they remove those poisons. And if you want to be a good artist, it means writing, really, about the world. And when you write cliches, whether they are sexist, racist, homophobic, classist, that is a fucking cliche. And motherf——rs will kill you for their cliches about x, but they want their cliches about their race, class, queerness. They want it in there because they feel lost without it. So for me, this has always been the great challenge.

As a writer, if you’re really trying to write something new, you must figure out, with the help of a community, how can you shed these fucking received formulas. They are received. You didn’t come up with them. And why we need fellow artists is because they help us stay on track. They tell you, “You know what? You’re a bit of a homophobe.” You can’t write about the world with these simplistic distortions. They are cliches. People know art, always, because they are uncomfortable. Art discomforts. The trangressiveness of art has to deal with confronting people with the real. And sexism is a way to avoid the real, avoiding the reality of women. Homophobia is to avoid the real, the reality of queerness. All these things are the way we hide from encountering the real. But art, art is just about that.

Junot Diaz speaking at Word Up Bookshop, 2012 (via clambistro)

Amen to all of that. I look forward to reading the books his students will write.

—Jessica H.

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(Source: ofgrammatology, via rookiemag)


the first 2 minutes is like prince in andre’s basement.

Did I already post this? Maybe like three years ago …