tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3358956392319824600.post4379857521424771262..comments2017-07-10T17:39:52.435-07:00Comments on Yelling At My Bookshelf: MarigoldsJonahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00776591747545219997noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3358956392319824600.post-42329557436870422072014-09-07T08:02:46.732-07:002014-09-07T08:02:46.732-07:00Thank you for this comment. I hadn't even con...Thank you for this comment. I hadn't even considered the agency aspect, and I think you laid it out very nicely & gave me even more to think about. Thanks!Jonahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00776591747545219997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3358956392319824600.post-4161976624839242312014-09-06T08:11:45.285-07:002014-09-06T08:11:45.285-07:00What an interesting review! I think I read the sto...What an interesting review! I think I read the story very differently then you. The love story was a subplot to me; the main narrative I followed was how the women (re)gained their agency. They are sex workers whose bodies have power. In the beginning that power is exploited by both the men and the woman who runs the brothel. Their power is drained for the benefit of others (and in some cases counter to their interests) with them having very little say in the matter. By the end they've taken back the power of their bodies and use it to suit their needs and desires. And it is liberating. Leonickahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11453734040977017977noreply@blogger.com