Would The Color Purple work?
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I just read Snow Flower and the Secret Fan, Pix!
Did y'all see it's going to be a movie?
It's sad how few adult novels I can think of that have women who go through aspects of the hero journey and are alive at the end. The Song of the Lark, maybe?
Pix, lots of the YA will not be what preps them for the texts you are talking about. What about popular contemporary fiction?
How about something like The Secret Life of Bees? It has been read by higher level Nines at my school to surprising popularity, and, though it doesn't have a perfect fit for Campbell's archetype, it has lots of it.
Leah in the Poisonwood Bible? The protag in Speak, hmm, maybe?
What about Katsa, from Cashore's Graceling? Or some of Tamora Pierce's heroines?
What about the protag (blanking -- time to go to bed) from Octavia Butler's Parable of the Sower?
Sherri Tepper's Beauty?
Speaking of Sherri Tepper, I don't think I can read her anymore (although to be fair, I wasn't anyway): [link]
Yeah, she crazy.
Why, Connie? I just read the interiew. I've never read her books but what about her interview would stop you?
Lemme see, there's this:
There is absolutely no difference between a writer doing a book about torture and pain for the delectation of perverts and a Roman emperor ordering a few dozen or hundred slaves into the arena to be tortured and killed by gladiators or beasts for the delectation of perverts, which, at that time, most of the population were because they had been taught to be.
Which indicates to me an inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality. I may have opinions about the fetishization of pain or incest, but I certainly know there is a difference between representation and reality.
The real killer bit is the three numbered paragraphs at the end, where she basically says that people who suffer from mental illness are equivalent to pedophiles and murderers, are not human (but many animals are), and should be sent into the wilderness to starve and die.
That's not a world-view I have any interest in sharing. Even people who hurt people are, in fact, people, and have rights--and the possibility for redemption.
And I loved Grass. Loved it. But I had to stop reading her a number of years ago when the sledgehammer got heavier and heavier and all the subtlety went away.
Which is not to say that I'm calling for a boycott or anything: it's just my instinctive response to that kind of toxic black-and-white attitude. The world is more complicated than that, and people who you are in opposition with are not by virtue of that necessarily evil.
And in some ways, I think, it distills a lot of Pratchett's morality, but not in a heavy handed way. It's just that Tiffany's path leads her to find these True Things.
Tiffany is, hands down, my favorite Pratchett character of all time.