it’s weird, when every year and it comes to this time of year, that my focus is usually on gratitude. It’s a very fitting holiday for me.
But this year I feel something different. I didn’t know it very often but it seems that I had grown up with a lot of white families as well as their presence in my life. My friend William White has just been on the podcast Loud Murmurs (Chinese) to talk about Dune, the movie. He talked openly about the ‘white savior complex’, which he illustrated with by watching Laurence of Arabia (1962). I feel like we’re not that far behind 1962, especially when I was growing up in the 1990s in the U.K., and also when I have encountered other families of whose race I did not belong to.
I experienced a few huge let-downs this week and the past two weeks or so.
I feel like every day I have so much to be thankful for, despite the circumstances. I didn’t get the agent, but I think I am fine with this. She said will remain a friend and that she’ll always be the champion of the project.