I was initially excited when I heard about the publication of The Sisterhood. Many of the women who participated in this unofficial, somewhat casual group have had an immense impact on my love of reading as an adult and influenced my own self-discovery and growth as a woman, specifically Morrison, Walker, and Shange. But when I realized the book was written by a white woman scholar, I lost a bit of that excitement and moved it waaaay down on my TBR, hence reading it three years after its release. The blind spots that can come with someone outside of Black culture so closely examining our history can be infuriating at times, and I just wasn't in the mood.
But Thorssen does a somewhat decent job of not pissing me off, and I'm happy about that.
I was fascinated by the strategies these women employed to promote each other's work: journalists intentionally spotlighted their fellow Sisterhood members in major publications like Essence, The New York Times, Ms., and Black World, as well as through the Associated Press; professors added members' writing to their syllabi, introducing their work to the next generation; others made space for members at conferences, conventions, and book events; and some even helped one another with groceries and childcare. The support was admirable, and the inclusion of personal correspondence and letters between friends was a highlight. This part especially made me want to learn more about June Jordan, Toni Cade Bambara, and the history of Essence magazine.
Unfortunately, The Sisterhood was active for less than three years, and it lasted that long only because of the hard work and grit of lesser-known writers and academics. Almost immediately, I felt there wasn't enough information about this group to fill an entire book. I wanted to give up early on because it became repetitive pretty quickly.
Near the end, Chapter 6, "The Function of Freedom Is to Free Somebody Else," and Chapter 7, "Making Use of Being Used," drew me back in. These chapters delved into Morrison's rise and the women she supported along the way; public comparisons of her to Angelou and Walker; and the impact the group's initial mission had on the emergence of Black Studies/African American Studies in the '70s and '80s.
I especially loved that the Bay Area received a lot of love in Chapter 7, after most of the book focused on the work these women did on the East Coast. (Also, the tidbit earlier in the book about the group initially side-eyeing Black women writers in California because they felt those women weren't aggressive enough about creating Black spaces threw me for a loop, so this section was a relief.)
Overall, this was a good, eye-opening read, but there were places where it dragged. I'm happy I stuck with it through the end, and I'm also happy it introduced me to a few Black women scholars and writers from that era.