From my own perspective.
One of the more interesting and telling comments I've read about race and fiction writing was, "Why do white people never write about race from their own perspective."
I think I figured out part of MY reason. Other than being a shitty writer who hasn't finished a single story that is.
I don't feel hopeful for real change on race issues any time soon.
Accepting that, perhaps I can go on to talk about things that happened to me as a kid, and how they affect my view of the world, what being white in a predominantly white culture really means. So much of that is subconscious though... it's the construction of the white experience as "normal" and everything else as "weird". Even though I do my best to question and understand what I and the people around me do, it's still just... my life.
How do you explore the air you breath?
I think I figured out part of MY reason. Other than being a shitty writer who hasn't finished a single story that is.
I don't feel hopeful for real change on race issues any time soon.
Accepting that, perhaps I can go on to talk about things that happened to me as a kid, and how they affect my view of the world, what being white in a predominantly white culture really means. So much of that is subconscious though... it's the construction of the white experience as "normal" and everything else as "weird". Even though I do my best to question and understand what I and the people around me do, it's still just... my life.
How do you explore the air you breath?