I failed it: it told me quite snarkily that I clearly need to read more books by men. *grins*
Ha! I failed it quite spectacularly: 2 out of 10, and one of the correct answers doesn't count because I recognized the book and knew who its author was.
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Kate P. - Jun 02, 2011 12:56:34 pm PDT #15041 of 28503
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
DavidS - Jun 02, 2011 1:06:01 pm PDT #15042 of 28503
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
One day, I will find a collected works of Moore. Shambleau is the only one of her shorts I've read and she's so interesting.
I sent Tep the collection of Northwest Smith stories. They're pretty great. Sort of like Han Solo plus alien drugs and freaky sex.
Ginger - Jun 02, 2011 1:23:39 pm PDT #15043 of 28503
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I also failed it and it suggested that I might be a girl. There are times I can tell; I suspected Tiptree back in the day and knew for sure with "The Women Men Don't See," because, well, men really don't see those women.
Amy - Jun 02, 2011 1:23:54 pm PDT #15044 of 28503
Because books.
I got five out of ten on that quiz, and that was mostly pure guessing.
I had a sort of mixed media feminist lit class with a professor I loved at Hunter. We watched Camille and one of the early Joan of Arc movies, and read Emma and Antony and Cleopatra. There was also a book of essays which is out of print now -- it's packed up somewhere.
JZ - Jun 02, 2011 1:27:18 pm PDT #15045 of 28503
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I got 3 out of 10. I think I reverse-reverse psychologied myself out of a few correct answers, where something read as so thoroughly male that I figured the test-makers were trying to make us second-guess ourselves and think we were outsmarting them by choosing "female," only to have it turn out it actually was written by a male-type person. And then it turned out it actually was written by a woman.
Or something. Anyhow, I talked myself out of at least three correct answers based not on the texts but on what I thought the test-writers thought I would think of the texts.
Amy - Jun 02, 2011 1:29:56 pm PDT #15046 of 28503
Because books.
I did that on the last question, JZ.
P.M. Marc - Jun 02, 2011 1:32:24 pm PDT #15047 of 28503
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I also failed. And assumed VS Naipaul's paragraph was written by a woman.
Consuela - Jun 02, 2011 1:33:49 pm PDT #15048 of 28503
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I guessed blindly, didn't even try to think them through, as I recognized none of them. And because I have so frequently had my writing taken for male that I figured there was no point in trying to guess.
sumi - Jun 02, 2011 1:42:21 pm PDT #15049 of 28503
Art Crawl!!!
I got 50% and it told me that I need to read more books by men.
Polter-Cow - Jun 02, 2011 1:47:16 pm PDT #15050 of 28503
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
I got 50% and it told me that I need to read more books by men.
I got 60% and it said the same thing. I think this is just one big scam to get us to read more books by men.