As I continue reading Gay’s book, I can’t help but think of how my definition of myself as a feminist has evolved over the years. Looking back over the past 15 years, in particular, I can mark this evolution by the feminist texts and magazines I was reading at any given time.
In a review of Roxane Gay’s Bad Feminist over at Ploughshares, Steph Auteri revisits her own “feminist education” as a sex writer and now as wife and mother.