This collection of short stories contains my work about my homeland, Taiwan, as well as my American experience. Back in Taiwan, I often questioned my identity as a woman in a male dominant society. “Women are worthless” is a poison that passes on from mothers to daughters, generation after generation. When I came to America, I was determined to break the cycle.
As I gradually grew accustomed to American ways, I found my feelings towards both lands become even more confused. Living in America for all these years has created a gap between my homeland and me that can never be bridged. On the other hand, adopting American ways helps me survive in this country, but doesn’t help me fit into the community. I wonder where I actually belong?.
As I continued to search for my identity, I began to discover more conflict among human beings. I extended my questioning towards not just my homeland or Chinese culture, but also towards America and its culture. My disappointment towards Taiwanese men was extended towards not just men of any culture, but human beings in general.
Looking back, this realization helps me create characters that are more human and stories that are more realistic. The experience has made me become a better writer as well as a better person. I have never regretted the choice I made: coming to America. Neither have I regretted the choice I did not make: born to be a woman.