And that’s precisely what makes Rebecca so transgressive, and so very, very important. It’s not just that she gets to be big, and tough, and strong, and a little genderfucky, without being punished for it. It’s that she gets to be all those things, and she’s a protagonist. Rebecca’s the goddamn hero. Spoiler: She’s not going to die in act two. She’s not going to get the makeover that’s the only thing holding her back from running through a field laughing with newly shiny hair and a sundress and a boy large enough to make her look delicate. Rebecca doesn’t give a fuck about looking delicate. She speaks loudly and clearly to a different kind of wish-fulfillment fantasy–one I’m far hungrier for.
I wrote a guest post for Fantastic Fangirls about why I am way the hell excited about Kel McDonald’s Fame and Misfortune. If you’re so inclined, you can read the rest here, and help back the project here.

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