There is no easy way out of learning to be literate when it comes to fiction.
You cannot say "An author is never what they write".
You cannot say "An author is always what they write".
Authors who are completely normal people with healthy understandings of every dark topic in our work can write extremely fucked up shit about topics including bigotry, rape, you name it. If you think writing about those topics at all is "glorifying" it, then you will falsely believe those authors are horrible people.
But horrible people can actually be authors - and sometimes they hide their horribleness in ways you can't recognize. Sometimes they don't - sometimes they are just fully and openly bigoted.
But if you can't tell the difference between "A story that has fucked up shit in it because those things fit the mood, motifs, message, or genre" vs "A story with fucked up shit in it because the author thinks those things are morally good", you are going to fucking struggle in life and you will in fact be very susceptible to bigoted propaganda.
And no, I won't sit here and say it's always easy to tell the difference. But with practice, you can in fact tell the difference between a story where the author is writing about the main character being ravaged and raped in a sexy way because it's a safe way to explore that fantasy, VS, an author who clearly just thinks women should be raped and subjugated because that's their actual worldview.
That can involve examining the individual piece of media, other things that author has written, who the author is, etc.
All the cool tadpoles hang out in the writhing mass.
Sometimes we can't explain what we see in a person. It's just the way the person makes you feel and no one else can.
Eric Muhr
author: Joanna Malinowska
Guardian Angel Statue by Guilherme Viana
Nonlinear Systems
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the mountain gävle goats. they write a song about the way that a relationship is condemned to burn from the very moment the straw that comprises it is first interwoven. and yet every time, every single time, year after year it’s worth it, the love was worth the flames because the spirit was there
Timothy Barr, Heirloom, 2010, Oil on panel
A collection of Lodgepole pine cones along Lake Creek, Shoshone National Forest, Wyoming
© riverwindphotography, March 2022
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