In which the latest instance of whitewashing book covers produces pondering.
Justine Larbalestier has written several books. I have seen all of them at my local B&N where I spend most of my free time. Considering the fact that until just a few weeks ago, books with any kind of POC on the cover in the YA section were rarer than 10 carat diamond chunks, I didn’t get around to picking her books up. After all according to the covers, they were just another set of stories featuring white teens getting to do fun things or experience life in many and diverse ways, right? Plenty of those books to choose from…Apparently not. You see, she writes books featuring POC. Which her publishers proceed to represent on their covers as…well white.
Seeking Avalon takes on the piece of rage inducing annoyance that is Bloomsbury’s response. I mean, really. Obvs that black girl would lie about her race. Its not like you can be fine with it or anything…
The problem with black faces and books
HUGE Summary of the controversy
I want to specifically draw attention here:Asian Americans on YA covers
IS the cover art true to the story?
Publishers have some very toxic assumptions:Lying on the Cover
When we were in the brainstorming stage for the cover of Shine, Coconut Moon, my editor said she wanted the image of a “modern-looking, young Indian woman’s face.” (We can debate what “modern-looking” means in another post, but yayy for my editor!). Her idea was poo-pooed because, apparently, another publisher had released a novel with a “young, Indian woman’s face” on the cover in the same year. Obviously, we couldn’t have TWO Indian women’s faces on the covers of books in ONE year.
In contrast, I urge you to take a stroll through your local bookstore—any one—and count how many books have covers with white faces on them. If you are too lazy to walk to your local bookstore, simply go onto any debut authors’ site and take a gander at the book covers. Here are few to start you off: Classof2k9.com, classof2k8.com, and feastofawesome.com. What you’ll see is a small slice of the books released in any given year—and *gasp!* there are more than one with a white face on the cover. I doubt anyone’s editor ever said, “No, no. We simply cannot have a young, white woman’s face on the cover of this book. Another publisher already did that this year.”
Of course, it doesn’t just happen with YA fiction.It also happens with scifi
And you know what? This whole thing brings up feelings based on experiences with reading. See, not too long ago, I squeeed loudly on my journal about the fact that I had walked into the YA section and saw black faces. Not one or two of them, either. A couple of dozen, at least. Yeah!!!
Then Seeking Avalon pointed me to these posts. She was a[apparently was looking for books to rec for a young relative of hers some months ago, and met with a nasty shock…:Harlequin’s Double Standards
My squee, of course, was harshed. And I decided to do a small case study at my local Barnes and Noble. I counted up all the YA titles for sale:1067 in all.
Then I counted up the stories that featured blacks on the cover:98, and the number of had blacks as part of a group or pair of multiracial young Adults:2. One of those was an account of the Civil War and the adventures of a freed slave and a white boy. The other was contemporary, featuring high school girls described as an I quote” cool coquette, shy punk, a ghetto glam egomaniac and a hippie goddess”. Indeed. I suppose that I should be glad that the black model made the cover? Because although there are four protags for the story, only 2 whites and the black model were deemed good enough to be represented on teh cover. The Asian American didn’t show up until the third book in the series. Then again, she did get a cover all by herself… Also, “The sisterhood of the traveling pants” series features Hispanic Americans. So…
There were 4 Asian Americans on the cover, Well, one was mixed African/Indian American, one boy was on Chris Crutcher’s Angry Management, one rural Pakistani girl was the subject of a white writer’s effort (arranged marriage to crush her independent spirit and she has to fight back against tradition!!!) and one Indian American navigating teenhood. Hooray.
There were three books about Native Americans including the ubiquitous “Dairy of a Part Time Indian”.
There was one Lebanese Australian Muslim.
2 Straight Hispanic characters, one of them a Puerto Rican in an end of the world situation, so that was cool.
4 gay Hispanic titles, all due to Alex Sanchez. (As an aside, his work has slowly gotten more accepted on the shelves. When I first started coming to Barnes and Noble 4 years ago, his books were on the back shelves of the YA section)
None of the Hispanics were anything other than light, light, light brown though. Black and Native South Americans and Puerto Ricans do not exist in YA land…
Add those all up and we have a total of 116 POC in the YA section. Yippee!
Add to that the 1 white lesbian and
3 white disabled characters… (In in all the cases (3) the plot of the story focused on how an able bodied person dealt with the aftermath of becoming disabled…1 guy decided to get assisted suicide, cause his quality of life really went to hell and the prognosis was grim. (that and Lurlene McDonald has never written a book in which her main characters survive, to the best of my knowledge. I did like the fact that it was tackled though). The other two learned life lessons and all that.);
and 3 white gay teen boy titles, minus all that from 1057
and we have 934 books full of straight white teens doing all sorts of things. (There were no transkids) Now, lets do a bit of breakdown on the white kids : 253 titles were sci fi and fantasy and 6 white historicals. The rest were contemporary things, in which our white kids did every thing under the sun. They went on road trips, ran away from home, died of incurable diseases (via Lurlene McDonald) battled anorexia, had boyfriends, ran around with the paparazzi, killed themselves, went Gossip Girl/A list/Privilege (basically wore cool clothes and backstabbed their friends and stole each other’s men) and grew up in myriads of different ways. And the overwhelming majority of these kids were middle class. There were 40 upper class titles (mostly gossip girl and its clone series)There were about about 10 titles dealing recognizably poor characters. And their locations where said growing up was conducted? In cities, the better parts thereof. In the countryside, on farms, in small towns, by the beach, anywhere and everywhere.
Meantime, as for the black kids, well. At least 80% of all of their stories took place in poor urban areas. I saw story that mentioned road trips. Two Mildred D Taylor historical novels served for blacks in the country side. None about black kids living on a contemporary farm. None about black kids living near the beach. Middle class kids? Maybe 15 books. And most of those were part of a damn series. And, of course, black kids drama ain’t white kids drama. The vast majority of the black kids’ books featured explicit sexual situations, babies, drug dealers, heavy race issues, rape, teen pregnancy, abuse, kids hustling on the street, being in gangs (and the consequences of coming out of said gangs…, or kids dealing with heavy race issues or slavery itself, stumbling over a book that featured black kids having a relatively normal childhood is something and a half. You have no idea how much I jumped up and down when I saw Beverly Jenkins historicals, which actually dealt with the communities of free blacks that existed at the time of slavery! Black girls in pretty dresses who weren’t suffering all the time! Squeeeee!!!!
Now, one of the things that you need to know about me is that I read at least 5 books a week. And If I don’t have the books, I will be reading on the computer somewhere. I have a small personal library of my own, of about 200 books, all bought by me within the past 4 years. And that’s not counting the books that I bought and gave away to the library that I no longer wanted them. Its not counting the books that my parents bought me. Its not counting the books they bought themselves that I have read. Not counting the books I have borrowed from friends and relatives. I was the one who belonged to at least 3 libraries at one time, that regularly had out at least 10 books from each library at any given time. I have read thousands of books in my lifetime, and that is really no exaggeration. I like television very much. I listen to music only when I am driving. I am not a radio fan. I. read. And I like to buy the books that I like. And I like a LOT of books. And internets? At least 85% of the books that I have read since I could read, were about white people. White cultures. White scifi. White philosophy. White fantasies. White mythology. White romance. White erotica. White Gay Romances. White histories. White adventures. White ways of looking at the world. White science and scientists. White ways of thinking about people, including myself. White point of views on my history. White point of views on my people. White ideas as to what is considered important and what is considered not.
That fucked my mind up. It stunted my imagination. And I never realized the extent of the damage until two years ago when I got a hold of an internet connection and located livejournal and the wonderful group of people that I am friends with now. And they made recommendations, and I went to Amazon and Barnes and Noble websites and I began to search and track down those recs.
I have been alienated from my culture’s own mythology, philosophy, history, science fiction, sexuality, history, point of view, how we see the world and deal with it. And when I finally found what I had been searching for my whole life? I couldn’t relate to it. I found it alien. Freakish. Strange. Why wasn’t it the way my European themed reading had led me to expect? I couldn’t relate to it. It was …wrong. Do you know how freaking devastating that is? To what to read about yourself, your culture, but you can’t. Because you don’t know about it and you don’t understand it. I thought I’d be coming home. But I was twisted. I couldn’t fit in.
Tell me about an elf and I can conjure him up, fast and perfect. I know of dwarves and chainmail. Heard of Superman and Batman. Know about the Greek gods. Am aware of Russian steppes and a bit of French history. Castles aren’t strange to me. Shakespeare and Anna Karena and the Pilgrim, Plato Aristotle Socrates. The Illaid. Pul Anderson, Leigh Brackett. Robert Heinlein. Terry Pratchett. Douglas Adams, Andre Norton. Did you know that I had no idea that the writer of “Babel 17”, one of my fav. books, was a POC until 2 years ago? That I had no idea that the main character was supposed to be a POC until 2 years ago? Do you know what its like to be searching, searching, searching, for women who look like me on the cover of a book, only to find that when I do see them, they are lightcoloured, straight-haired and cast for the most part rigid, narrow roles that don’t fit my experience? Do you know what its like to piece together heroes from scraps? To put my tribe, my people into that that generic white European landscape that I daydream about because I have not been able imagine myself in a nonwhite dominated world as yet? Do you know what its like to have to unlearn, painfully, what 20 some years have taught you, and learn the truth, painfully, slowly, stopping often to vomit, feel sick, outrage. To get my feet on the ground, to be able to relate to my culture’s fantasy and scifi, I have to learn my culture’s history. It is heavy. Its is mostly not very pretty. There are times that I would like to have some escape reading. Look at my choices in my nearest bookstore. Go buy online, you say. I do that. A lot. Shipping is annoying. So is the fact that buying online doesn’t compensate for sitting in a squashy chair, drinking something hot, lost in a book. (Especially if you want to escape a not so ideal homelife). And nothing replaces the instant gratification of walking up to a cashier and paying for your book right away when you like it. And its much easier to preview a book in a bookstore than online.
And then, of course, there is the special hell you find yourself in when you want to write stories, and find that you can’t even visualize nonwhite characters, have no idea of your own legends, and find yourself tripping unexpectedly over the razor sharp edges of something like nostalgia.
*sigh* I had a lot more patience and allowance for many things at the beginning of this year. Bloombury has given Liar a new cover, featuring a lightskinned African American, with ringlet curls. Because apparently African American girls, especially if they are mixed, still cannot have nappy hair on the cover, even if that thats how the author describes her.Seeking Avalon, appropriately, wraps it up for me. It comes down to this. I am SICK TO DEATH of hearing and rationalizing that half a loaf is better than none. I demand the WHOLE LOAF, and I am not going to stop until I get a range of stories, dammit. And I won’t be satisfied until I see a protag who is a Chinese wheelchair using hijab wearing Muslim lesbian teen who is captaining a damn starship to explore the galaxy. And her picture on on the book cover.
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Thanks for this thoughtful blog!
We re-posted this entry on the RaceProject Facebook Wall
Oh! Thanks!
Thanks for this thoughtful blog!
No prob!
i loved this post. there’s lots of good stuff in here and i want to see these topics talked about on TV and magazines and everywhere!
i especially hate coming across the POC in YA fiction ghettoized to “ghetto” culture when reading to my son (who is ‘white’) and his cousins (who are ‘black’). we do not find our families anywhere in there.
in my own writings i have lots of POC characters loosely based on family, friends and people i know, and hopefully they are not stereotypes or cartoons, but i do feel weird sometimes pointing out skin colors. sometimes it matters and sometimes it doesn’t, depending on the story.
but yeah, that marketing stuff (we already had one Indian girl this year!) really pisses me off.
thanks for the post!
Oh! Your stuff looks good! *bookmarks to read later* Yeah, there are what 15 million black people in this country. Not all of them live in the ghetto. SO why exactly is it that publishers don’t seem to realize that? I’m glad you enjoyed the blogpost!
Thank you for this post–that sounds like a lot of work, and those are great concrete numbers to throw at people.
And I won’t be satisfied until I see a protag who is a Chinese wheelchair using hijab wearing Muslim lesbian teen who is captaining a damn starship to explore the galaxy. And her picture on on the book cover.
Also, I want that book.
Thank you for this post–that sounds like a lot of work, and those are great concrete numbers to throw at people. Yeah, it took several hours. Over several days. I had such a headache when I was done:) But it was worth it!
And I won’t be satisfied until I see a protag who is a Chinese wheelchair using hijab wearing Muslim lesbian teen who is captaining a damn starship to explore the galaxy. And her picture on on the book cover.
Oh my GOD I want that book.
I do believe that half a loaf is better than none. It keeps us going in the meantime, until we get that whole loaf that is and should be our goal. But we must never settle for that half a loaf, and never stop asking for more, for the whole thing, for everything that we deserve.
I agree with you fundamentally. My patience however, is much less than it was before.
Thanks for posting this. I know it will be a very useful reference for future debates.
No prob. The more references the better:)
I’m curious if and how your opinions would change if it were true that as the publishers are quoted above as saying, black faces on covers depress sales. (I don’t know if this is true, it would not make me happy, but it doesn’t seem wildly unlikely either)
While essentially lying about the book content by using a white face on the cover isn’t right, publishers and bookstores are interested mostly in moving product. Would they be wrong to encourage the use of abstract designs on covers versus black faces to increase sales?
It seems to me the issue is much more complicated if your complaint is with the market rather than the publisher. Then you are in the position of telling the bookbuying market their tastes are not what they ‘should be.’
I thought about this after looking at the last story about the anthology with no women or POC authors. There are ~1200 books in my apartment, according LibraryThing’s statistics 85% of the ~500 authors are men, 15% women. LibraryThing doesn’t proved a tool to look at % writers of color, but I expect the numbers would be similarly unbalanced. (Most of my authors are dead (74%), so it is a somewhat historical sample) Do I have a moral obligation to try to keep my library or reading more diverse by author ethnicity or gender? Is it a duty or a supererogatory good?
I am not trying to tell you to buy anything you don’t want to. I am saying that I want to be able to a wide variety if stories featuring in what I want to read. And the links in the blogpost deal with the rest of your objection.
If you’re seeking, it helps to probably look through those links as they already provide. Y’know, with the quotes actually being true and the market vs. publishing matter and such.
Uses of abstract designs or even having a PoC but blurred or abstract design or silhouetted or whatever pushes close to the same thing. You still wouldn’t be portraying a PoC compared to how often a white character is portrayed. The publisher isn’t an entirely powerless thing, having some control of the market itself. To an extent you can say it is a self-fulfilling prophecy starting with the publisher and ending back at the publisher.
“Do I have a moral obligation to try to keep my library or reading more diverse by author ethnicity or gender? Is it a duty or a supererogatory good?”
No one is even putting such a thing on the table. Is it impossible to keep your library and expand your content? Why does it even have to be some sort of chore or Herculean task?
Thank you very much. *sighs*