It’s subtle, but it’s there. I find myself more attuned to characters now, whether they feel like real people or just vessels caught in a narrative tide. I’m more interested in narratives whose conflicts don’t revolve around violence. I’m less willing to suspend disbelief for the rule of cool.
I Read Only Books by Women For a Year: Here’s What Happened
Dallas Taylor
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I. love. this. Characters are the only reason I read. Good for your for sticking to this challenge! He doesn’t mean it ,but I think my father-in-law’s bookshelf is made entirely of male authors.

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