I will usually power through a book no matter how bad it is because a big part of me truly appreciates a writer’s efforts. If they’re brave enough to present their work to the masses, then I should be brave or patient enough to read it to the end, but I SWEAR TO GOD that I have abandoned a record 5 books in the last week because I was so offended not only as a woman, but as a black person by the shit I’ve read. Allow me to share with you:
Black woman tells white man: “I’ve dated black guys, but I’ve never liked how they treated me.”Now these words were written by a white, male author, and before you think to yourself, “Hmph, not surprised…” or “Wow”, just know that I have read the same statement in one form or another by black, female authors as well. This angers me on a level that you cannot even begin to comprehend. I could devote an entire blog post to this but maybe another time…Just…NO. Please don’t do this. Do not put down an entire race of men to justify or “introduce” this interracial coupling.
White men, usually the hero, using the “N” word freely because he was raised by a black family, or in a black neighborhood, or because he was given a “pass.”I don’t give a gotdamn who this white man is. If he is the love interest of this black woman and he’s spouting the “N” word, and she ain’t checking him, this book is an immediate DNF, and I am side-eying the hell out of the author. To clarify, I am not referring to non-black characters who are openly and admittedly racist in the narrative and that kind of talk is essential to who that character is and the role they play, but those characters who are the love interests of the black heroine.
Dumb broads: Just the kind who don’t have a friggin clue. They’re in love with their male BFF, but instead of exploring the possibility of a relationship out of fear of ruining the friendship if the relationship doesn’t work out, she pretends that she doesn’t have feelings for him and for more than 50% of the book, she’s lusting from a distance while he pursues a relationship with someone else or he strings her along until he makes up his mind. I.CAN.NOT.
This is what I get for clicking new books instead of reading from my already bulging TBR. I was lured and enticed by a hot cover and a tricked out blurb, but it was all smoke and mirrors. I’m sticking to my TBR (yeah, right…)