Note: Both my wife Anne Stewart and I read Joanna Brooks’ The Book of Mormon Girl over the holidays and were deeply affected by it. I asked her to write a guest post on her response to it here, and I will write my own thoughts on the book at a later date. –Mahonri Stewart
A number of years ago, while I was working at a book store in Springville, Utah, called the Red Leaf, I read Anita Diamant’s The Red Tent.Â I canâ€™t remember the moment I picked it up or why I decided to read it (other than the obvious: women and the Old Testament).Â In the fictionalized world Diamant creates, Dinah (daughter of Israel) is surrounded, not by twelve brothers, but by women.Â While I was ever aware that these were fabricated tales, I was struck by the way she fully structured the story around the Biblical women. While Iâ€™d read many fictionalized accounts from the point of view of Biblical women, this was the first that felt so singularly focused on the womanâ€™s journey.Â Here were women, strong women.Â These were not women whose rituals and practices were a shadow to the men in their lives; these were women with rich, powerful stories who led lives of their own.Â The Red Tent filled in the absence that is present in so many religious narratives: the womenâ€™s story.
Like other religious narratives, the Mormon story is starved for female narrative.Â In the Book of Mormon there are six named women, the Doctrine and Covenants only two, and even our female deity remains mostly veiled to us. Â In The Book of Mormon Girl: A Memoir of an American Faith, Joanna Brookâ€™s narrative connects to generations of Mormon women and makes a place for women who are less orthodox. more