Today I did my grocery shopping and ran into a girl (well, woman by now, but I have known her since we were four) I had been friends with in kindergarten and primary school. We later went to different secondary schools, but since we continued to live in the same neighbourhood I still see her on occasion. So we chat, I ask her about her kid, etc… when someone walks by pushing shopping cart and says “Good morning”. We both turn around and guess what? It’s our old primary school teacher. Talk about weird coincidence.
I also have two links, both related to women, books and writing:
Foz Meadows points out this great post by British academic and writer Rosy Thornton about how her books were given stereotypical chick lit covers, even though they were anything but, and how she is not taken seriously as a writer and academic, because she dares to write about women and issues affecting women.
At the Book View Café, Nancy Jane Moore asks whether women dominated the SFF awards this year and whether that’s an outlier or a trend towards more diversity in the SFF genre.