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Have you heard their pronoun names?
Skeletor can never beat He-Man or She-Ra. If anyone’s genuinely startled that He-Man is he/him, boy howdy, let me double-startle ye and introduce ye to his sister, She-Ra. Not so important, really.
Pull, slowly. Discouraging authoritarians, opening the door
Exiting the long-term Groundhog Day trap. If you tend to move slowly, that might be OK. There is a role for you. A counterintuitive movement may open the door. Breathe. Hold. Pull.
Preparing for the bumpy journey: Bringing my tools into the time trap
It’s the day before Groundhog Day. What if we’re trapped inside a time that has been stolen, but we don’t need to move, because time will change around us? How do we thaw the ice?
On ‘Short Film Starring My Beloved’s Red Bronco’ by K. Iver
Book #4 in my Trans Rights Readathon week. Trans. Born that way? Maybe. A genre unto ourselves. Listen to the Bronco crunching the gravel driveway outside the brick house in the past. Impossible.
On ‘Hall of Waters’ by Camellia-Berry Grass
Book #3 in my Trans Rights Readathon week. The book about Excelsior Springs, Missouri is grounded in “collective experiences” and narratives about water. Grass aspires to help other trans writers.
Here is how we do the 2023 ‘Trans Rights Readathon’
Read trans books and support trans people. Read trans books, donate to trans orgs, and support trans people. If you do it the week of March 20, 2023, you get to say you participated in a readathon.
Geena Rocero’s TED talk reveal
‘Our spirits will always expand to fill whatever space we are given,’ she says. She found her own face in the mirror, her own presence, emerging from nothingness.
Shaneel Lal’s fight against conversion therapy
In 2022, powered by young activist Shaneel Lal, Aotearoa New Zealand banned conversion therapy. ‘Stop congratulating me for being brave,’ Lal says. Instead, ‘annihilate the systems that force me to be brave.’
A queer horror fan, as a boy, craved ‘just one moment like that’
Richard Scott Larson’s memoir ‘The Long Hallway’. At 12, Larson has a recurring dream about a long hallway, ‘as if part of me was always making the interminable walk toward whatever fate awaited me.’