The need for Anger
and its ties to an early-modern feminist text
When I first moved to Alaska—a place my husband is from and wanted to return to—we both were starting new jobs in a new place. His new work took him to western Alaska for a month to do fieldwork. As a result, I started my new job in this new place with my dog, navigating Anchorage. Soon after we arrived, cities of boxes from the first home my husband and I had bought together in Oregon arrived, and I unpacked the tetris of our older life, trying to make it fit into the basement apartment we had been able to find ahead of the move. Needless to say, my introduction to Alaska was not a soft one. It had ragged edges. It asked me to dig up the roots I had in a job I had loved, to move north with the person I loved more.
As Kate Zambreno writes:
I am realizing you become a wife, despite the mutual attempt at an egalitarian partnership, once you agree to move for him. You are placed into the feminine role--you pl…
