Gay says that women are held to too-high of a standard in pop-culture, art, writing, etc., but then she tears down literally everything. (But seems to give herself a lot of wiggle room and many excuses for imperfection.) Pardon my French, but I don't know who gave Roxane Gay the mic. I was super bored by her personal essays and almost quit reading many times (those ones were, for some reason, at the beginning) but in the end I'm glad I hung in. It got better toward the end. But the writing style was uninspired, I wasn't incredibly moved, and my eyes weren't opened any more than they already were. I was expecting something huge. Something more impactful than HOW TO BE A WOMAN. But instead she criticizes Moran's work, then falls short on her own.