Girls in literature are a complicated bunch. Some of our oldest stories—from Eve in the Bible to Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty in fairy tales—cast girls in a bad light, as weak, submissive, romantic, or fata. . .
This was a hard read for me. I don’t mean hard in the brain-taxing Hilary Mantel sense. Rather, Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at the End of the Lane forced me to face some pretty tough questions, questions that are even, dare I say, existential: W. . .