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I look forward to reading this novel! One point: yes, racism CAN be expressed in far more “subtle” ways now than in the not-so-distant past. It may certainly be that people assuming her (white, older) agent is “the novelist” is an example of that subtle racism because there’s far less expectation that a young Black woman writes fiction. The showing up for a hotel reservation seems like more of actual “subtle racism” to me. But, I guess I’d strongly encourage her (and other Black people of her generation) to NOT be constantly SEARCHING for evidence of subtle racism that may often NOT be there. Relations across the color-line are already pretty damn “deformed” by our history — and I sure do get that most white people are NOT nearly as “conscious” as we/they need to become. But, I often feel in my encounters with Black people under 35 that they are waiting for me to “screw up” or immediatly ASSUME I’m “The Enemy” and give me a lecture on all my white privilege”. When the Black person giving the lecture has one or 2 college degrees, owns their own home, has a good job making far more money than you ever have and has not bothered to know anything about you — -it’s kind of alienating! (Especially when one is working poor, a life long activist w/much focus on racism, living with disabilities). Being white does not AUTOMATICALLY mean life has been a greased slide of successes and protections.

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