am thinking of how graceling is a book about a woman coming to terms with her own strength instead of fearing it, of learning to love herself, of learning to let herself be loved. how it is a story of a woman who brings strength to others. to a country. a woman who picks independence and the ability to choose for herself, and she chooses to fight for what she loves. and she chooses to be herself above it all, whatever that may come with.
am thinking about how fire is a book about a woman coming to terms with her own kindness. a woman who is defined by others the very second they hear her name, her parentage, her blood, who is defined and claimed by others as soon as they see her beauty and power, and yet none of them define her by what she actually is - and how she learns that kindness is a thing that can fight just as fiercely. she learns that her love - for her lovers, for children, for all those who fit into her convoluted definitions of family - is worth it. she killed her father whom she loved and chooses to forgive herself because of her love.
am thinking about how bitterblue is a book about a woman who is given a kingdom and no responsibility at all. how a child grows up in the terror of a tyrant sadist and how at ten years old a crown is placed on her head and none of it means a thing, and how she fights anyway, desperately, to make it mean something. to find meaning in the secrets and lies and memories and holes in her kingdom. bitterblue is told to forget, to sign documents and hide the past and move on, and she chooses to uncover the hard truths to help her people heal.
im thinking about how this whole trilogy is about woman overcoming abuse and pain, about redefining themselves from the blood in their veins. katsa was forced to be a thug, fire was forced to be a monster, bitterblue was forced to be a puppet, and all of them were playthings, abused and hurt and how these are stories about women rising above that and choosing their own paths and GOD im just. none of these stories have a true grand climax of a fight, none of them end cleanly, none of them are even all that grand. katsa hides and runs half the book then kills leck with a dagger in a sitting room. fire misses the war, trapped with leck, wandering insensate, and then helping the dying. bitterblue spends the whole book in her city, in her castle, mostly in the dark, with all the real action and pain a decade in the past. but these stories ARENT about the grand battles. theyre about healing and definitions and choosing and they are so much the stories of women and i am emotional okay