The Story of Mary MacLane by Mary MacLane
This is a memoir that was very popular in its time. It was “lost”, and then rediscovered. It is written by a 19 year old woman who lived in Butte, Montana in 1901. Ms. MacLane was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Butte, Montana of 1901 was a mining time, and for many reasons Ms. MacLane did not feel like she fit into it. For the times she had more than the usual education for a man and certainly for a woman. She tells us she is a genius, and who am I to argue with her. Later in life she became openly bisexual. The memoir openly speaks of her love for a woman that is beyond platonic. I cannot imagine trying to come to terms with those stirrings in that place at that time. It had to be difficult. The following passage is but one of many that speaks of this.
“I feel in the anemone lady a strange attraction of sex. There is in me a masculine element that, when I am thinking of her, arises and overshadows all the others.
“Why am I not a man,” I say to the sand and barrenness with a certain strained, tense passion, “that I might give this wonderful, dear, delicious woman an absolutely perfect love!”
And this is my predominating feeling for her.
So, then, it is not the woman-love, but the man-love, set in the mysterious sensibilities of my woman-nature. It brings me pain and pleasure mingled in that odd, odd fashion.
Do you think a man is the only creature with whom one may fall in love?” Continue reading “The Story of Mary MacLane by Mary MacLane”