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When Stephanie Staal first read The Feminine Mystique in college, she found it "a mildly interesting relic from another era." But more than a decade later, as a married stay-at-home mom in the suburbs, Staal rediscovered Betty Friedan's classic work--and was surprised how much she identified with the laments and misgivings of 1950s housewives. She set out on a quest: to reenroll at Barnard and re-read the great books she had first encountered as an undergrad. From the banishment of Eve to Judith Butler's Gender Trouble, Staal explores the significance of each of these classic tales by and of women, highlighting the relevance these ideas still have today. This process leads Staal to find the self she thought she had lost--curious and ambitious, zany and critical--and inspires new understandings of her relationships with her husband, her mother, and her daughter.… (more)
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Staal does a fantastic job of showing how the arguements and evolution of feminism directly relate to the lives of men, women, and children. Feminism is not just some abstract political or cultural concept; it is a daily struggle for equality and fairness. She also shines a light at the generational differences between women and how we view feminism.
I am a 30-year-old mother, wife, and self-proclaimed feminist who was raised by feminists in an era of hearing "I'm not a feminist, but..." I know my views of feminism is wildly different from my mother's or my grandmother's. I've read many of the texts she cites in her book (and added a fair few to my reading list), but never in a class, so hearing her analysis along with the comments of some of her classmates and professors was enlightening.
There are a couple of issues I wish Staal had spent more time with. First was the idea of domestic help (the notion that "I want a wife"). Considering how widely this spreads and what it means to feminism and classism, she spends relatively little time considering this. Second, I thought she almost ignored the treatment of feminists by each other. For all the time she considers older and younger feminists, she skips over how dismissive they can be of each other and the raging debates of second, third, and possibly fourth wave feminists. Third, she also spends little time considering men in all this. Maybe this is indicitive of which wave of feminism I'm in, but I think men are vital to feminism (as the author states, some of my favorite feminists are men), and that it isn't necessary to bash the patriarchy or take men down a peg in order to bring women up.
That being said, I loved this book. I love the feeling of rereading a book at a new time in my life, so now I do feel the urge to reread many of these books myself (especially because I'm pregnany--go figure). Feminism should evolve and grow as the culture changes, but without forgetting its roots. Staal shows this in real life.
I thought this was a very interesting read, probably because I am in a similar situation as Staal was when she wrote it. I'm a mom of one, middle-aged, doing a little
Spoiler alert: This book has no answers. I think we readers are used to turning to books for answers. It was Staal's instinct, and it's certainly mine. But I had an a-ha moment as I was reading it: there really are no answers to life, not that anyone else can give us, anyway. I consider myself a feminist; I feel passionately that women deserve better than we get and that we should not be reduced to merely mothers, wives, or vaginas. Still, we are also individual human beings, each of us on our own life path. Even as we continue the struggle for equality, there is no one single prescription for all of us. We are all writing our own stories, and we are still writing. Reading is a terrific way to get the brain working, particularly if it's been feeling sluggish, but ultimately any answers we find, we find within ourselves.
Read as part of my "Reading Women" project in 2015.
Angelle Haney Gullett
I avoid memoirs like the plague. But when I saw Stephanie Staal’s Reading Women, I reconsidered. Hey, I thought, books and feminism changed my life too! She also appears to be
Staal initially sets out on what might seem like merely the latest in the “stunt” memoir tradition. She is a young adult who finds herself lost in a post-9/11 malaise of marital tension, parental angst, isolation and writer’s block. But instead of eating nothing but Corn-Nuts for a month, or packing her bags and repackaging old-school Orientalism as enlightenment, Staal decides to go back to school.
Specifically, she decides to retake the year-log Feminist Texts course offered at her alma mater, Barnard College in New York City. And, lo and behold, 10 years later, she brings a different perspective to the works and biographies of Chopin, Wollstonecraft, Woolf and de Beauvoir. A competent writer about reading (harder than it looks), Staal succeeds in giving us just enough to follow her thinking, but not so much we don’t feel the need to read the book ourselves.
She also observes the perspectives of her bright and combative classmates, young women coming to these books for the first time. She does this with a compassion that is seldom seen between generations within the feminist movement. She listens thoughtfully to these young women, and the fact that they expect no less says a great deal about how far feminism has brought us.
Criticism and observation are sandwiched in with Staal’s life circumstances, and here is where the book stumbles, if just a little. One clear strength is her observations on the growing distance inside her marriage are frank and that thread of the story resolves refreshingly in a way I wasn’t expecting. But sometimes the chronological or thematic link between life and literature feels tenuous and disjointed.
Reading Women made me want to have lunch with Stephanie Staal, which is what I suppose a memoir is meant to do. But more importantly, it made me hungry to read and reread these classic books and essays for myself, which as a reader and a feminist is the highest praise I can offer.
In each section she discusses a text, it's place in the culture in which it was written, her experience with it both as a young reader and at this point in her life and then discusses her life now. I felt that the 'memoir' part was the least successful of her endeavor. There are moments where she struggles at making the feminist text she is grappling with and her life circumstances fit together and others where she is not quite forthcoming enough about her life. Nonetheless, reading about how her experience of the book has changed over the years is very exciting for someone who read most of these at about the same age as she did and makes me want to revisit them myself.
On the back cover, Reading Women is described as “part memoir, part literary adventure, part social observation,” and that interested me very much. My own university path only touched the feminist canon, so I thought this might be just a little compensation. However, by page 136 I realized that I had read a lot of memoir and very little literary adventure or social observation. Furthermore, I found Staal’s existential crisis rather mundane—although I could relate, I wasn’t particularly interested. Other than fourteen interesting pages on Kate Chopin’s The Awakening and Charlotte Gilman Perkins The Yellow Wallpaper, I wasn’t getting much out of this book. I was particularly disappointed by her comments on A Room of One’s Own, which is one of my favourites.
So at page 136 I was ready to quit. But I just couldn’t, and decided to skim through the rest. Well, I don’t know what happened, but suddenly the book got very interesting. The literary discussion became lively, and the social observation was sharp and insightful. The memoir sections even became interesting and relevant. I was enjoying myself, and the book was inspiring all sorts of ideas to bubble to the surface. I’m not sure if the second half of the book was truly superior to the first, or if it was the mood I was in, but in the end I was a fan. One day I will go back and read over those first 136 pages. And the book has inspired me to finally pull The Awakening from my bookshelf and read it soon.
Recommended for: women in their late 20s and 30s.
This memoir/analysis of the women's studies canon is not an indictment of marriage or motherhood. Rather it is an honest examination of what happens when feminism smashes into domestic life. On top of that, her husband and Staal flee NYC after the birth of their daughter and the 2001 terrorist attacks for suburbia. So yeah, this is a bit of an indictment on suburbia and how Stepford some moms can become with their obsession over themes for children's rooms.
Staal uses the revisiting of classics like "The Yellow Wallpaper" and "Fear of Flying" to not add to the feminist critique of motherhood and marriage, but to critique the critique. Staal often makes mention of having years of life experience added to her view of classic texts. She talks about being a part of a generation who were raised by feminist mothers or with feminist messages who have now found themselves in a weird situation that is reminiscent to a 1950s housewife.
She also uses this opportunity to do some intergenerational thinking (it's unclear how much Staal added to any of the conversations in class) between GenX and Millennials. While most intergenerational issues seem to be pegged on Second Wavers versus Millennials, it was great to see a Gen Xer take it on like this.
There is a lot in this book for just about everyone who has ever read a women's studies book. You won't agree with all her conclusions. I certainly didn't appreciate her criticism of working-outside-the-home moms and her recollection of being a latch-key kid. But you will appreciate how she makes you want to go dig out your copy of that favorite book from undergrad.
The writing style is very fluid and even the in-depth discussions are very readable. I just didn't want it to end because I could relive the emotions and late night jam sessions we had when we were oh so young.
Then, she married and became a mother, moving from NYC to Annapolis, trading full-time work outside the home for freelance work from a home
Her frustrations mount as the difficulties of balancing the demands of motherhood, her relationship, and her own needs become more strident.
In an effort to find her footing once again she turns to the books that she read in her fem. texts classes at Barnard.
I loved this book so much! It has me thinking about women's issues, it introduced me to new books I'd like to read, it makes me want to re-read others, and it was a good, strong memoir of someone I could relate to on some levels. As Stephanie Staal set out on her voyage of self-discovery, I felt that I was on the journey with her.
Freelance journalist and Barnard graduate, Stephanie Staal decides to revisit her relationship to Feminism after the birth of her child and years of marriage manifest feelings of Feminist Mystique, version 2.0. After rereading Freidan’s seminal work one day while
As a feminist and mother myself I am on the one hand intrigued by this dichotomy yet on the other as a woman of color, disappointed to hear yet another women of privilege whine about the limits of that privilege with no recognition of that privilege, a downside to the book Friedan wrote some 40 years ago. Case in point, her references at the back of the book list many women of color authors who raise this very issue but she discusses none of them in the 270 pages of the book but makes passing references to their names. An Asian American women herself, (she doesn’t reveal this information till page 122) she raises no experiences of racism in her entire life which I find hard to believe.
While she claims this is her own personal journey with Feminism and should not be misconstrued with imparting any kind of analysis or wisdom for the reader to learn from, she cites the familiar feminist phrase that is intended to motivate women in struggle. “As a mother, linked to my child in a million ways, I could not ignore the difficulties of applying my feminist ideals to my life’s realities, yet I could not turn my back on feminism either….I longed to fashion my own incarnations, the personal with the political” (p.x). In this search for herself she missed the connections with others. Even though this myopic view upset me while beginning the book I did find some valuable insights raised by Staal.
Staal takes the reader through the main issues and themes of Feminism through each author and fleshes them out in a way that is accessible for those unfamiliar to Feminism. On page 187, she references the issue of women balancing work and family, an issue raised heavily by second wave feminists and the topic of some of the books in her class. The argument goes like this; in order for women to be “fulfilled” they need to be able to work and have careers as men have. The catch is that women have to also care for the home and the children, which competes with the demanding hours of these jobs. Enter the nanny discussion. Should women hire a nanny so that they can compete in the workforce as men do? In this discussion she dares to ask “ Is it really liberating for women for women to peruse a ‘male pattern of work’ if they’re oppressing others in the process?”
Yet the conversation ends there. If Staal wanted to circle back to her preface where she states the personal is political this would been a perfect opportunity to raise it here. Unfortunately she missed it. Her definition of fulfillment is based in privilege. It begs the question does her journey inspire the reader to challenge or maintain the status quo? Feminism is many things to many people but ultimately it is about change. As bell hooks describes in her many works, Feminism is about confronting sexism and taking action for change. Using feminism as an anecdote seems inappropriate to me and adds fuel to the fire of critics who denigrate Feminism. In one discussion, a student raises her frustration of how to deal with sexism and to be an agent of change. The professor instructs the student to confront the sexism by saying “this is not me- this is crap” (p.127). This is a perfect illustration of the power of Feminism that I wish Staal had drawn on more.
While I admit that my criticism of this book may be sharp I would also recommend people read it anyway. Some Feminism is better than no Feminism. Maybe the readers can find inspiration for change and not just a cute anecdote.
This is also a story of perspective. Of how experience changes not only the way we see ourselves, but how we see everything else in relation to ourselves. Of taking a step back from our own lives and changing that perspective. But the ultimate moral to this story is one any reading woman can appreciate: when feeling lost, turn to the right books and you'll find your way back.
To answer these questions, she heads back to school to retake the Feminist Texts class she took years ago.
From this point, we learn how Staal relates to these texts in the new context of her life with a family and set in her life, as opposed to a young college student with nearly unlimited options in life. Her comparison between the readings in each stage of her life makes for a unique look at how the messages in each book she reads has changed over the course of her life. It shows how people can gather different things from a book depending on their situation, but also how they can still provide inspiration and wisdom over the course of time.
Reading Women is a great mixture of a memoir giving us a peak into the life of a woman struggling to reconcile various aspects of her life, and a look at the great women writers who influenced and led the Feminist movement.
"Our shared parenting time appeared astonishingly equal to outsiders - maybe too equal. It didn't take long to discover that they viewed my time as a duty, whereas John's was a gift - he was a saint to my sinner." (46)
Not knowing what else to do, she decides to audit a year long study of Feminine Texts at her alma matter. Reading Women is her journey.
I received this book from LT in December and squealed knowing that it would align perfectly with The Year of Feminist Classics challenge that I signed up for. Not surprisingly, the first text that Staal is assigned in her Fem Text course is our January read - A Vindication of Rights of Women by Mary Wollstonecraft.
Staal excels in literary analysis. I truly felt as though she combed the texts and spent the time to truly understand them as period pieces and contemporary sources of wisdom. For example, while reading "The Yellow Wallpaper", she states: If men, too, are products of the culture, how culpable are they really? And how complicit might women be in their own imprisonment. (94)
She's obviously a very bright woman and I do understand her desire to go back to the text. I imagine that it is difficult for a woman to manage both motherhood and a career. She constantly goes back and forth trying to find the most accurate definition of "woman" for herself as a feminist and all of her other selves. Her thoughts are candid both after running into other SaHMs who ask when she plans on having another baby, and while being in a college class thinking about her daughter at home. I get that duality. I get the stress on finding a defining foundation of womanhood. Especially when I don't know if men think of themselves against women in the same way that women do.
Overall, a really impressive read.
Overall, Reading Women sparks interest in the literature it presents serving the author's purpose.
I found Staal whiny (which was especially off-putting for a
It is a well written book. Her thoughts are coherent and the conversations included as examples relevant. I don't think it's whiny as one reviewer suggested, but it's the author's revelations of how the media subtly (and not so subtly) prepetuate stereotypes about women and what they should be able to do/put with.
while she discusses the texts at length and
never once in the book does the writer acknowledge her own position of privilege (first of having the privilege of time, then the privilege of money, race, sexuality, etc.), or examine works by women of color, women who aren't (assumed) straight, or women in a different socioeconomic bracket than herself.
for someone searching for a new sense of self through self-awareness, this author is sadly (willfully?) oblivious to the ways in which feminism has been intrinsically changed and influenced by women who are not white, upper class, straight, able-bodied, etc.
while some may argue that the texts which were read in the classes were to blame for the narrow focus of the author, i disagree. there is so much more room for investigation into the many ways that these texts influence and interact with latter day feminisms, and the extent to which this affects not only the author's life and conception of herself but the larger world of which she is a part.
could have been so much more.