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332 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 1, 2015
Throughout the process of researching this book, it struck me as increasingly ironic that no matter how many legends or stories Zenobia appeared in, she was always made to reflect those cultures' ideals of what a "proper woman" should be. She was a warrior - a conqueror - one of the few women of her era who was bold enough to attempt to forge an identity for herself that went far beyond the narrow structures the world offered. And yet in memory, she is only allowed to exist within those same narrow structures, not as the self-determining force she truly must have been. In making her "the perfect woman," history has stuffed her right back into the very cell whose walls she kicked over in her own day.
I wanted this book to be something of a reflection on the restrictive nature of Zenobia legends - on the identity she was allowed to have (and, more significantly, the identity she was not allowed to have) by the men who defeated her and wrote her histories.
"Because I’ve always known the gods made me for something more—more than just a wife, just a mother, just a woman. They made me for power!”
“Because I’ve always known the gods made me for something more—more than just a wife, just a mother, just a woman. They made me for power!”
“Accept that you’ve done what no other woman could. Not even Cleopatra was a conqueror! You’ve conquered several cities and taken Egypt out from under Caesar’s nose. Let that be enough. What more can you hope to achieve? What else is there, Zenobia?”
“This is her last stand, he realizes. Her final reach for her destiny—for what she believes is her destiny. If the gods do not stretch out their hands to catch her, Zenobia will now fall. There is no other possible outcome.
She has done it boldly, Zabdas knows. She has made her declaration in no uncertain terms. Whatever else the world might say of Zenobia bat-Zabbai, no one will ever be able to call her a coward.”