We’re fucked. America is fucked, I mean. We’ve had (arguably) our good days, but those are behind us now. The divide is growing day by day, and we should not be a country, anyway. We are fifty different mini-countries, and even within each state, there are vast differences. In Minnesota, for example, the Twin Cities… Continue Reading
As I’m writing this, it’s voting day here in America. It’s been a particularly contentious election year, even more so than the last two. And, yes, there is a reason for that. I may or may not get into that later. Before I get into the litany of reasons I am so frustrated with the… Continue Reading
I’m still on the label trip because that’s the way my hyperfocus works, and by the way, can I say that for all the bashing hyperfocus gets, it can be really useful, too. I have over 10,000 words on my NaNoWriMo project, and we’re barely into day four. I give all credit to hyperfocus. When… Continue Reading
I was reading an advice column for queer people, and I have to admit, I rolled my eyes a bit at all the labels the person applied to themself. Yes, I know we need heuristics in order to talk with each other (and, yes, heuristics is the word for the week. I’m seeing how many… Continue Reading
Still thinking about gender. I wish I could quit it, but I just can’t. In the last post, I ended by saying that I didn’t know what feeling like a woman meant. I wasn’t being snarky because I really don’t know. I probed my insides quite thoroughly and came up with nothing. Again, I am… Continue Reading
I want to muse more about gender because I can. In the last post, I was all over the place as usual, but I mostly talked about how I view gender and how others view me (and my gender). The reason I started questioning my gender was not because of all the ‘you’re not a… Continue Reading
Let me state my point up front this time. In my ideal world in which there were no prescriptive gender roles, I would be fine with being called a woman. I have no animosity towards the label itself, and I have no issue with my body parts being what they are. I like my boobs,… Continue Reading
I think about gender a lot. I have written about it quite often as well. A few decades ago, I was big on discourse re: sexism. I wrote for a political blog, and my beat turned out to be abortion. Not because I was assigned it, but because that was where my passions lay. I… Continue Reading
I’m back at it again to explore more about what I want from my writing. Specifically, if I want to do NaNoWriMo and if so, what I’ll do for it. In the past, writing 50,000 words in a month was not a problem. I made a personal goal to write 2,000 words a day, which… Continue Reading
I have more to say about NaNoWriMo and what I hope to accomplish with it. In yesterday’s post, I talked about my time in the hospital. In part because I wanted to talk about it, but also because I want to write about it. I have toyed with the idea of writing a memoir since… Continue Reading