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Why can't women write decent literature?
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>>25634042
kindly delete this thread and then yourself
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>>25634042
https://newyorktheater.me/2023/03/04/the-18-women-playwrights-who-won-the-pulitzer-prize/
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>>25634042
Subtle rec thread?
I thought To the Lighthouse was really good, I don't normally read women authors.
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>>25634042
They consume a lot of fanfiction. Reading too much fanfiction always ruins your writing style, soon or later.
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Men are better at it because they have to hold their penis so they can also hold a pen. Great women authors always have really long nipples that developed early, so they are rare, but they do exist.
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>>25634042
my autistic waifu could
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>>25634042
Because they don't suffer
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>>25635877
This but unironically.
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>>25634042
>t. Jordan Peterson
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>>25636002
>Mr Shartly, won't you please join mama and I on the lawn for crispins and bolly-wollocks?
>I'm sorry dearest but I've just cacked in me pants
>Oh, that's rather gouche
Literally this for 500 pages
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>>25634042
>Why can't women write decent literature?
Women don't exist.
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>>25636071
God I want to breed that faggot silly until he's unable to walk or think of anything but my cock pummelling him and him biting the pillow cumming endlessly.
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>>25634042
because you're a pleb and haven't read Cather
>Their train is lying beside an arm of the sea that reaches far into the green shore. At the edge of the still water stand the hulls of four wooden ships, in the process of building. There is no town, there are no smoke-stacks—very few workmen. Piles of lumber lie about on the grass. A gasoline engine under a temporary shelter is operating a long crane that reaches down among the piles of boards and beams, lifts a load, silently and deliberately swings it over to one of the skeleton vessels, and lowers it somewhere into the body of the motionless thing. Along the sides of the clean hulls a few riveters are at work; they sit on suspended planks, lowering and raising themselves with pulleys, like house painters. Only by listening very closely can one hear the tap of their hammers. No orders are shouted, no thud of heavy machinery or scream of iron drills tears the air. These strange boats seem to be building themselves.
>Some of the men got out of the cars and ran along the tracks, asking each other how boats could be built off in the grass like this. Lieutenant Claude Wheeler stretched his legs upon the opposite seat and sat still at his window, looking down on this strange scene. Shipbuilding, he had supposed, meant noise and forges and engines and hosts of men. This was like a dream. Nothing but green meadows, soft grey water, a floating haze of mist a little rosy from the sinking sun, spectre-like seagulls, flying slowly, with the red glow tinging their wings—and those four hulls lying in their braces, facing the sea, deliberating by the sea.
>Claude knew nothing of ships or shipbuilding, but these craft did not seem to be nailed together,—they seemed all of a piece, like sculpture. They reminded him of the houses not made with hands; they were like simple and great thoughts, like purposes forming slowly here in the silence beside an unruffled arm of the Atlantic. He knew nothing about ships, but he didn't have to; the shape of those hulls—their strong, inevitable lines—told their story, WAS their story; told the whole adventure of man with the sea.
>Wooden ships! When great passions and great aspirations stirred a country, shapes like these formed along its shores to be the sheath of its valour. Nothing Claude had ever seen or heard or read or thought had made it all so clear as these untried wooden bottoms. They were the very impulse, they were the potential act, they were the "going over," the drawn arrow, the great unuttered cry, they were Fate, they were tomorrow!
from "One of Ours"
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>>25636073
That's a cartoon.
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>>25635853
>>25634042
Her and Varo and Megan Boyle are the only good writers who just so happen to be female. Every other sentence if not word written by a female "human" isnt worth reading.
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>>25634042
If you're looking for recs I would say lispector is goat

Also this in all honesty >>25635877
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>>25634042
I don't know, why can't you?
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>>25634042
They write some decent indecent literature.
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Because they are conformists who are obsessed with notions of safety and rules. I don't know who said it first, but women domesticate men. They strip us of our wild and adventurous spirit. If you read Gilgamesh you'll understand this. They invent useless rules to make everything domestic and safe. This is why HR has become so unpopular and why everyone hates suburb Karens. How can anyone expect them to say anything profound about life if this is their attitude-- boring, drab and gossipy.
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>>25637508
Uninspired
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>>25634047
FPBP This could be posted on every thread on this board really
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>>25634047
>>25638333
Suspiciously hysterical reaction
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>>25638379
ma'am I am male
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>>25638382
>ma'am I am male
This doesn't make you any less of a woman.
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>>25638395
Being called a woman by a schizocel must be a rare species of compliment
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Too busy with bullshit
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>>25634042
George Elliot is alright. Wolfe too. It's not that women write badly, it's just that even the best of them write fundamentally differently. Hell, you can tell from one text if the writer is male or female, and of course it's the same with literature. Sometimes a woman's beauty can shine through her writing.
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Their curiosity, sense of wonder and abilities of observation gives way for their existential cowardice.
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>incel speaking on cowardice
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>>25638333
Trips aren't lying.
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>>25638423
Maybe for a Tranny
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try read book
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they can and do you dumb shit
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>>25638175
True, they are.
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>>25638423
>>25639412
Wrong site, faggot. Shouldn't you be jerking your mangled peen to cuck porn? Maybe smoking weed?
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>>25639445
Nope.
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>>25634446
To The Lighthouse is one of my favorite things I've ever read, apparently a hot take around here despite it appearing on the charts every year
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>>25639479
>t.Jordan Peterson's biggest fan
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>>25639731
/lit/ would be in love with it if a man wrote it
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Wuthering Heights
Villette
Frankenstein
Middlemarch (I don't like it but it's good)

And earlier The Interior Castle by that Spanish nun.
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>>25634042
A woman's interests are related to herself and of the most banal nonsense only other women would ever be interested in for purposes of gossip.
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>>25634042
you don't read do you?
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>>25634042
Does this answer your question?
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>>25640315
What does that drawing mean
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>>25634042
A better question is why literature struggles with depicting decent women.
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>>25641493
wtf oes this mean?
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>>25641490
They're not worth the effort
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>>25640403
men get to the point when telling stories, women are circular and dance around it and take forever, etc
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>>25642463
women don't desire climax: they prefer endless foreplay
the female orgasm isn't real anyway
what they think gives them orgasmic release is stimulation of the clitoris, a vestigial penis, so if it does exist it's in reality just a male one



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