I laid on the couch last week for quite some time and wondered if I should write about Caitlin Moran's How to Be a Woman here.
No fooling. Now, granted, we are in a run of somewhat craptacular February weather here in Wisconsin, and cabin fever and the blahs have set in in a big way, but normally I do have slightly more exciting things to do than lay around on the couch and think about blogging. But there you have it. You'll see why I was giving this one some thought in just a bit.
Moran's a popular columnist and critic in Great Britain, and I know I saw this book on a number of "buzz books"-type lists last year, so I picked it up. It is exactly what the title proclaims it to be--a very handy guide to womanhood punctuated by stories from Moran's own sometimes funny, mostly cringe-worthy journey to adult womanhood. Most of the early chapters ("I Start Bleeding!" "I Become Furry!" "I Don't Know What to Call My Breasts!") in particular focus on her childhood, being raised in a large, poor family. And I don't mean American 1980s poor, where you grew up without cable. I mean poor, where she had to wear her mother's hand-me-down underwear as a teenager.*
I started the book not too interested, but somewhere in the middle I started getting a real charge out of it. Perhaps it's because she seems so sensible--she'd like to see some porn where the women are actually enjoying themselves, for a change; it's ridiculous to shave off all of your pubic hair because that's the going style and because men (evidently fed by quantities of hair-free porn? I confess my knowledge of porn is not extensive) demand it; spending tens of thousands of dollars on your wedding and expecting it to be the best day of your life are both ridiculous. These are all thoughts I can get behind, and for the most part, she's funny while making these points, such as this one, about pubic hair waxing:
"I can't believe we've got to a point where it's basically costing us money to have a vagina. They're making us pay for maintenance and upkeep of our lulus, like they're a communal garden. It's a stealth tax. Muff excised. This is money we should be spending on THE ELECTRICITY BILL and CHEESE and BERETS." (p. 46.)
The line directly before that one is "Can you imagine if we asked men to put up with this shit? They'd laugh you out the window before you got halfway through the first sentence." I think she's really on to something there.
She even changed my thoughts a bit on strip clubs. Now, for most of my adult life, I have not been all that bothered by strip clubs. I have largely been of the "maybe it's actually an okay-paying job for some women" persuasion. My only really strong feeling about them has been that men should only be allowed in with five-dollar bills (or better yet, tens or twenties) and no change should be given for anything. But with paragraphs like this Moran might start winning me over to her point of view on them:
"Strip clubs let everyone down. Men and women approach their very worst here. There's no self-expression or joy in these joints--no springboard to self-discovery, or adventure, like any decent night out involving men, women, alcohol, and taking your clothes off. Why do so many people have a gut reaction against strip clubs? Because, inside them, no one's having fun.
Instead, people are expressing needs (to earn money, to see a woman's skin) in pretty much the most depressing way possible...
And the men--oh, are you any gentler or happier? You cannot put your hand on your heart and say--as the music starts up, and she moves toward you--that you have kind feelings toward these women. No man who ever cared for or anted to impress a woman made her stand in front of him and take her knickers off to earn cab fare home...Between 60 and 80 percent of strippers come from a background of sexual abuse. This place is a mess, a horrible mess. Every dance, every private booth, is a small unhappiness, an ugly impoliteness: the bastard child of misogyny and commerce." (pp. 163-164.)
By this point in the book I'm thinking, huh, this woman is actually making a lot of sense. On a lot of topics.
So why did I end up laying on the couch wondering if I had the energy to talk about this book? Well, I skipped ahead to the chapter titled "Abortion." And here's the crux of the matter--and a SPOILER. Read on only if you want to find out what happens in that chapter.
Well, Moran has an abortion, to end an unplanned third pregnancy conceived in her marriage. She's pretty matter of fact about it all, explaining that she just could not take on a third child, and then describing the procedure. She concludes the chapter by saying that, for her, it was an action with only good consequences.
And that's where I hit the ground in this book with a big thud. I can't help it. I am and always will be anti-abortion.** I'm not going to get into the whys and wherefores of this, and I'm not going to say I don't empathize with Moran's feelings. Trust me, I only have the one CRjr and I can UNDERSTAND how one or more kids saps your energy. But still. It's just a deal-breaker for me and it always will be.
So where are we left?
With an overly long blog post, I realize. But I thought, what the hell, what good is a book blog if we can't talk about every aspect of how we react to books? I'm not sorry I read this one. Did the last chapter I read ruin some of my enjoyment of the early chapters, during which I was feeling almost frighteningly simpatico with the author? Well, sure. But I'm going to take this as an important reminder about nonfiction specifically (because the author is often telling you exactly how THEY feel, without filtering it through fiction) and books in general: they are a conversation. They don't always end how you think they will. And a lot of times you will feel the shock of recognition, of love, even, with their authors, but then eventually you'll realize, sadly, that this relationship is not for you. Doesn't make either of you bad people. Doesn't mean I won't meet other people who I think will really enjoy this book, and I will tell them about it in positive terms. But it also doesn't mean I'll feel compelled to read her next book, either.
Sorry to unload all of that on you. Next time I face this dilemma of whether or not to bore you with an overlong post on a book I'm conflicted about, I'll decide against, I promise.
*I realize there are still more heinous scales of poverty, but come on. To most of us, having to wear our mother's worn-out hand-me-down underwear would be more than poor enough for us, thank you.
**You can see why I've always been conflicted about voting. Once a co-worker asked me why I don't vote, and I said, "I'm anti-war and anti-abortion. For whom should I vote?" And she said, "Huh. That IS a tough one."
I for one am glad you decided to go ahead and write about this because you remind me of one of the things I really liked about this book. I really liked how complicated and personal it was. I agreed with her about some things and not others. I felt some of her views were idiosyncratic, and her arguments were sometimes ragged around the edges. But it made me think about how my own opinions are sometimes a little ragged and sloppy and very much affected by my background and circumstances. (My views on abortion, for example, are like that. Both the act of abortion and the prospect of making it illegal elicit in me a feeling of revulsion. Complicated is the right word.)
Posted by: Teresa | 18 February 2013 at 09:44 AM
This post wasn't boring or overlong! I agree with your title, being a woman is complicated and this book is kinda complicated, too. I really like Caitlin Moran and the funny bits in this book were very funny. And there were a lot of them. But there were also some extremely serious chapters (the abortion chapter, the chapter about the abusive boyfriend). Ultimately, I decided to treat this more as a memoir of Caitlin's life. And wow, she really puts it all out there.
I plan to read Moranthology soon. I am hoping that is more of the funny stuff, because that's what I am looking for from her.
Posted by: pinkybooks | 18 February 2013 at 09:59 AM
I'm really glad you wrote about this book, so next time you think about whether to write long about a conflicted book, I say do it.
I read this book awhile ago, and although I had a reaction to the Abortion chapter I don't think I wrote about it explicitly when I reviewed the book (which I think maybe was a mistake). I'm not necessarily anti-abortion, but I've always thought it should be an extreme choice, a choice of last resort. Moran's choice just felt so out of the norm of how I expect people to talk and think about abortion that I didn't know how to react exactly.
But I also think that's part of her point, that we have to talk about sticky things and, as you say, continue to have a conversation. So, I'm glad to wrote about this as part of your thoughts on the book.
Posted by: Kim (Sophisticated Dorkiness) | 18 February 2013 at 11:02 AM
Wow. I'd heard some mixed things about this book, but now I've definitely give it a chance. However, I won't be continuing reading this blog. Anti-abortion? Sure bet I'll never be taking your opinion seriously ever again.
Posted by: Celine | 18 February 2013 at 12:53 PM
I never made it to the strip club chapter which is too bad because it sounds like a good one. I gave up after she wrote about tasting her menstrual blood. I am glad I quit though since we just celebrated the first birthday of my niece (3rd child and an OPPS). It is real hard for my sister. Both parents work full-time, not enough money to cover all the bills, never enough sleep and a 3-year old not happy at all that none of the birthday gifts were for him, but they make it work. They have to an abortion was never ever an option.
Posted by: Savvy Working Gal | 18 February 2013 at 01:06 PM
"Next time I face this dilemma of whether or not to bore you with an overlong post on a book I'm conflicted about, I'll decide against, I promise."
I do not concur! This was a great post. Hey, if we can't disagree with ourself (so to speak) about the value of a book, how can we disagree with others? It's nice to have a reminder that it's okay to be conflicted. There's a little too much of people being absolutely sure that they're right going on already in our world.
And I'm right with you on the abortion issue and the war issue. I suspect a lot of people are, but the media doesn't recognize gray areas, it seems to me, so we may never know about the others who think like us.
Posted by: Maria | 18 February 2013 at 02:31 PM
The media is probably for abortion and for war.
That's just a guess. I try not to watch the media.
CR! This book met a need, providing a new way to think about strip clubs. I have tried to see them from your point of view in the past. Of course, I always just thought they were creepy, but then I read Gig, which you suggested, and I recall a section in there that just made the whole thing seem...well, the simple word for it is SAD, for everyone seems so desperate.
So glad to see the post. No sun and no CR - how can we photosynthesize?
Posted by: CR Fan | 18 February 2013 at 03:56 PM
SWG,
Well, yes, some of the early chapters did contain TMI--I didn't really need to hear so much about her discovering masturbation, but that's just me. I did wish she'd moved some of the more sensible chapters--like the one on not spending tens of thousands of dollars on your wedding--up just a bit in the narrative, but that was a small squabble.
Happy birthday to your niece and I certainly wish your sister's family good luck and lots more sleep soon. Oh, and a couple of raises for both of them. :)
Maria,
Well, sometimes I don't like to dish too much on personal issues or deal-breakers and how much they can affect my reading tastes. But periodically I do think, yes, it's a good reminder that all of these issues come into play when reading and "conversing" with these authors. I did already make the choice once not to blog on this sort of issue--I had the exact same reaction, almost, to Ayelet Waldman's "Bad Mother," for the exact same reason.
It's a good point, also, to remember that a lot of times we still don't know what others believe. More conversations, less war, I say.
Posted by: Citizen Reader | 18 February 2013 at 08:38 PM
I started this book, but didn't get even as far as you did. I found it somewhat entertaining, but nothing I wanted to put several hours into. Oh well. By the way, I'm anti-war and anti-abortion too...it does make it hard to vote.
Posted by: Donna | 19 February 2013 at 06:42 PM
Firmly pro-choice (but anti-war) over here. But I think I will skip this book anyway (I kinda already knew that strip clubs are sad, sad places). I have heard all kinds of good things about her other book Moreanthology, but figured it would be too British for me to "get".
Don't apologize for unloading. It is after all, your blog and I think your followers like you for your unvarnished opinion. I know I do, even if I don't always agree. Some bloggers seem to operate under the "if you can't say something nice" protocol about books they review, which does their readers a disservice, I think.
Of course, it is a little different with fiction, but I occasionally have guilt issues with reading books from authors who seem to be "not nice people"; VS Naipaul and Orson Scott Card immediately come to mind.
Posted by: Ruthiella | 19 February 2013 at 11:45 PM
Firstly--I'll post about this too, but thanks to everyone who posted comments and didn't initially have them show up. For some reason my software was stripping everyone out as spam. Stellar--it lets all the spam through (I have to delete it) and marks as spam everyone's real comments. So sorry about that.
Posted by: Citizen Reader | 20 February 2013 at 03:13 PM
Ruthiella! HA! When I worked in a public library, I would jump through hoops not to recommend Naipaul or Card. They're both excellent writers but nasty people.
Remind to write a book called "Confessions of a Failed Southern Librarian" with this tidbit included.
Posted by: lesbrarian | 20 February 2013 at 03:27 PM
Teresa,
I'm glad I wrote about it too. The comments have been so educational. I agree there was a lot to like here--I really liked Moran's forthright style and of course I love the British sense of humor. And I love that she tackled stuff straight on--we need more of that, even if it is messy and complicated.
Pinkybooks,
I agree, when Moran was funny, she was really funny. And perhaps the book needed the serious stuff to make you appreciate her approach even more. Do pop back in and let us know what you think of Moranthology if you read it!
Posted by: Citizen Reader | 21 February 2013 at 07:48 AM
Kim,
Thanks for commenting! I'll have to pop over and see what you had to say about this one. I think any decision not to talk about certain chapters here is a valid one too--for instance, the abortion chapter was just such a small part of the book as a whole. You always have to make choices about which aspect of a book to talk about--or whether to talk about a book or not. As noted before, I had a similar reaction to Ayelet Waldman's "Bad Mother" and just didn't have the energy to get into it. Huh. Maybe I have more energy now, or I always felt like a bit of a coward for not reviewing the Waldman.
Celine,
Hey, if this makes you pick up the book, I'm okay with that. Pop back in and let us know what you think of it. And I'm okay with your not taking me seriously too--I'm used to it. When you're fairly leftist with this one very non-leftist opinion you get used to people thinking you're slightly cracked.
Posted by: Citizen Reader | 21 February 2013 at 07:57 AM
Oh Donna,
I'm kind of glad to hear it, I feel less alone. At least you understand my voting dilemma. And I understand starting this book and not finishing it--I almost didn't make it past the first few chapters, but eventually she really did have some interesting things to say. I'm still mulling over the strip club stuff. I told Mr. CR about that part of the book and he told me about one of the few times he had to go to such a club as part of a bachelor party--and he said, "She's right, they do just feel like really sad places."
Ruthiella,
Yes, conversation would be dull if we all agreed on everything all the time, wouldn't it?
Yeah, the "nice author" dilemma. J.D. Salinger always gives me pause, too. (And I must confess I've never read Naipaul or Card--never even had the interest, and after Naipaul picked on my beloved Diana Athill I knew better than to go anywhere near his stuff.) But again: to each their own. And frankly if we only read nice people we wouldn't have much to read, I fear (including this blog! :) )
Posted by: Citizen Reader | 21 February 2013 at 08:03 AM