병아리 불을 잊어 버려! The ‘gross woman’ is taking over literature: 성적으로 타락한 여성스럽지 않은 캐릭터를 기념하는 새로운 트렌드, 공공장소에서 빌어먹을, eat until they’re sick and take drugs
Whether depicted as the virginal bride, the nurturing mother or the devious siren – classic literature has too often kept women trapped in ridged archetypes.
But one new unconventional genre of literature has become increasingly popular among readers for celebrating the raw, unfeminine and at times depraved aspects of female characters.
The trend emerged following the massive popularity of Boston author Ottessa Moshfegh’s acclaimed novel My Year of Rest and Relaxation, following a rich, nihilistic woman who decides to sleep for an entire year using prescription drugs.
Often fronted by an anti-hero or unreliable narrator, popular books include characters who binge on drugs and 알코올 이제 하루 세 끼의 주요 식사를 먹고 아침에 단백질 바일 수 있는 간식을 먹습니다., take illicit photos of strangers they meet on the street and stalk crushes they’ve never met.
Literature celebrating the raw, unfeminine and at times depraved aspects of female characters has become increasingly popular following success of books like My Year of Rest and Relaxation
The trend emerged following the massive popularity of Boston author Ottessa Moshfegh’s (사진) acclaimed novel My Year of Rest and Relaxation, following a rich, nihilistic woman who decides to sleep for an entire year using prescription drugs
에 따르면 Refinery 29, ‘recent writers have chosen to eschew The Divine Feminine for The Gross Feminine’ with Moshfegh becoming a stand-out author among the genre.
Her bleakly satirical 2018 novel of narcotic hibernation follows a privileged but troubled young woman living off her dead parents’ inheritance in New York City in 2001.
A relentlessly savage narrator, the protagonist takes a dim view on everything and everyone around her, including her alcoholic best friend and the degrading sex she has with her Wall Street boyfriend.
After getting fired from her art gallery employer for constantly sleeping on the job, the narrator decides to try and sleep for an entire year – but not before she takes revenge by ‘s***ing on the floor’ and stuffing her dirty tissue inside one of the sculptures.
Eliza Clark’s Boy Parts follows a photographer who obsessively takes explicit photographs of men she meets on the streets of Newcastle while Eileen follows a women in the 1960s who lives in a dreary New England town with her mentally abusive, alcoholic father
‘I’m not a junkie or something,’ [object Window], despite the prescription downers prescribed by her illegitimate psychiatrist, causing nightlong blackouts where she has no control of her body.
The book has gathered over 10.9M views on TikTok and topped bestseller lists around the world last year after gaining social media fame three years following its release.
Following the viral fame of her 2018 bestseller, Moshfegh’s 2015 book Eileen also became a fixture on ‘BookTok’ with thousands of social media reviews raving about the novel.
Gail Honeyman’s Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine sees the protagonist spending weekends alone downing two bottles of vodka
The book follows Eileen, a women in the 1960s who lives in a dreary New England town with her mentally abusive, alcoholic father.
She lives in squalor, often skips washing, and works at a youth correctional facility where she spends most weekends stalking a handsome prison guard, before developing a crush on the prison’s new psychologist.
The narrator is entirely aware of her awfulness, while managing to look down on the majority of people around her, 쓰기: ‘It always peeved me when my flatness was met with good cheer, good manners.
‘Didn’t she know I was a monster, a creep, a crone? How dare she mock me with courtesy when I deserved to be greeted with disgust and dismay?’
Other popular books in the genre include Eliza Clark’s Boy Parts, following a photographer who obsessively takes explicit photographs of men she meets on the streets of Newcastle.
After taking a break from her job at a dead-end bar she’s thrilled when an exhibition at a trendy London gallery promises to reinvigorate her art career.
However when previously repressed memories are triggered by her archive of artwork, she begins to spiral out of control.
An alcohol and drugs abuser who regularly indulges in extreme cinema, the ‘unreliable and unlikable’ protagonist has been described on social media as ‘the absolute worst’.
My Year of Rest and Relaxation: The tale of a woman who drugs herself for a year after quitting her job by defecating on the floor
‘Whenever I woke up, night or day, I’d shuffle through the bright marble foyer of my building and go up the block and around the corner where there was a bodega that never closed. I’d get two large coffees with cream and six sugars each, chug the first one in the elevator on the way back up to my apartment, then sip the second one slowly while I watched movies and ate animal crackers and took trazodone and Ambien and Nembutal until I fell asleep again. I lost track of time in this way. Days passed. Weeks. A few months went by.’
‘I took a shower once a week at most. I stopped tweezing, stopped bleaching, stopped waxing, stopped brushing my hair. No moisturizing or exfoliating. No shaving. I left the apartment infrequently.’
‘When I needed more pills, I ventured out to the Rite Aid three blocks away. That was always a painful passage. Walking up First Avenue, everything made me cringe. I was like a baby being born—the air hurt, the light hurt, the details of the world seemed garish and hostile. I relied on alcohol only on the days of these excursions—a shot of vodka before I went out.’
‘I pulled a few Kleenex from the box on my old desk, flipped the power switch to turn on the lasers, and stood between the stuffed black Lab and the sleeping dachshund. Then I pulled down my pants, squatted, and s*** on the floor. I wiped myself and shuffled across the gallery with my pants around my ankles and stuffed the s****y Kleenex into the mouth of that bitchy poodle. That felt like vindication. That was my proper good-bye. I left and caught a cab home and drank the whole bottle of champagne that night and fell asleep on my sofa watching Burglar. Whoopi Goldberg was one reason to stay alive, at least.’
Lara Williams’ 2019 Supper Club follows a collective of women feeling disillusioned with the world, who decide to gather at night and eat and drink until they are sick.
The hedonistic group escalates their elaborate parties, tearing at chunks of meat with their hands, throwing food, taking drugs and breaking into private buildings.
Emma Glass’s acclaimed novel Peach follows a young woman coping in the aftermath of sexual assault, while Hysteria by Jessica Gross follows an alcohol-fuelled, masochistic young woman who becomes convinced her bartender is actually Sigmund Freud.
While protagonists are often beautiful and narcissistic, the genre also gives a voice to characters who are often seen as invisible and overlooked – however doesn’t automatically make the narrator likable.
Lara Williams’ 2019 Supper Club follows a collective of women feeling disillusioned who decide to gather at night and eat and drink until their sick, while Hysteria by Jessica Gross follows an alcohol-fuelled, masochistic young woman who becomes convinced her bartender is actually Sigmund Freud
예를 들면, Gail Honeyman’s Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine sees the protagonist scorn everyone around before spending her weekends alone in her flat downing two bottles of vodka and internet stalking a man she’s never met.
The ideas explored in these books, of women becoming so nihilistic they stop adhering to societal expectations of femininity, has been branded ‘dissociative feminism’.
The movement sees women steer away from the idea of ‘girlbossing’ and trying to demand equality with men, instead opting for a nihilistic approach to life as a woman.
In an essay for BuzzFeed, Writer Emmeline Clein said: ‘Sex and the City and Cosmo tutorials on how to come didn’t make much of a crack in the bell jar.
‘So instead we now seem to be interiorising our existential aches and angst, smirking knowingly at them, and numbing ourselves to maintain our nonchalance.’