Happy Pride! I know it’s been a hot minute since I posted on this blog, but to be honest I’ve been feeling pretty drained, physically, spiritually, emotionally, etc. But it’s Pride Month, and I’ve been burying my feelings by watching Heartstopper on repeat, alternating with re-reading the comics… you know, normal coping strategies! In all seriousness, I have come to this humble blog to offer you, out of the goodness of my heart, a 7ish recommendations of queer books you might want to read this month. (Why 7? Because it’s my favorite number, and everyone always makes lists of either 5 or 10 and that’s basic. Do you want me to be basic during Pride Month??)
The Love Study by Kris Ripper is beautiful and wild and so sweet, and I love it. Bear with me as I have not written a book review in a while, so I’m trying to find my footing between telling you about the book and not just gushing over how much I adore it.
It’s Pride Month! And that’s a lot. So here’s a poem about performance.
If it is not related to fanfiction and fan creation, I want nothing to do with Harry Potter. I actively avoid supporting J.K. Rowling in every way I possibly can. Her power and influence is insidious, and permeates almost every aspect of my life, but I cannot abide what she has said and done.
At this point, it is a cliche to say that I am unsurprised by the actions and ideology of J.K. Rowling when it comes to trans individuals and their identities. I have lost much of my hope regarding whether or not she will come to see us as we see ourselves, and not as the grotesque caricatures that she writes about in her novels.
We’ve all seen the memes: 2020 is canceled, person throws garbage labeled 2020 in a dumpster, etc. So much about 2020 has been so strange, the wildfires, the pandemic, the fact that it took so many people this long to realize what life is like for those of us who are Black and the fact […]