All this chick lit bashing is really starting to wear on me. For one thing, I think it’s ridiculous. Let people read and write what they want for gosh sake, I mean, what’s with all the harsh judging? And second, it’s all starting to seem so dismally junior high, a time I never hoped to revisit, with all it’s insult hurling, eye rolling, clique snubbing, and brainiacs versus the girls with good shoes war mongering.
And it’s not like this literary vs. commercial debate is anything new, that battle has been raging for years, and it’s really no secret who’s been wearing the dowdy stained apron and stirring the pot. But as much as they try to make it go away, chick lit is not going anywhere. Oh sure, they may tone down the covers, or even give it a new name, but as long as there are women, struggling to find the right job, the right guy, the right zip code, and yes, the right shoes, there will be fictional heroines to represent them.
Sometimes you want a heavy read, sometimes you want a light read- the freedom to choose without persecution is what really matters.
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