I was tired of not seeing myself in the literature. I knew I belonged there. I knew that there were things I cared about in my own writing and that they were subjects and material that writers that I admire were addressing. They needed to be showing up in the books. If I didn’t do it, who was going to?
"Camille Dungy, on her anthology of African-American nature poetry, for the Collegian (via bostonpoetryslam)
Is everything potentially a trope? I’ve seen robes, booze in a drawer, and psychology (yes, just “psychology”) referred to as tropes by readers of spec fic, thriller, and mystery respectively. All head-scratchers to me, because I’m unfamiliar with those genres, but I bet fans know exactly what they signify when they show up. And that’s one of the things that’s so interesting about tropes: they aren’t just in a book. They can’t exist unless they are recognized and taken up by readers, and readers can only do that by referring to other books.
"from Tropes to Read By and Tropes to Drive By in Romance by Jessica Tripler
(via bookriot)