Embodied Exegesis, Ann LeBlanc, ed.
Finished reading: Embodied Exegesis by Ann LeBlanc 📚
A good collection. There were three stories and one poem that really stood up and spoke to me.
- Lillian Boyd’s “The Repossession of Kevin’s Perfect Hair” was dark and awesome.
- Elly Bangs “Bespoke” started slow but I really enjoyed how it progressed and concluded.
- Ryka Aoki’s poem “The Woman of Water Dreams” was concise, powerful and so good. I’ve read other pieces of her work. I love her style.
- I loved Izzy Wasserstein‘s “Syndical Organization in Revolutionary Transition.”
It’s been an amazing week. I really need to get a longer post out but I need to find some time to do it justice. Leave it to say that I have some amazing friends who while I never doubted their support, receiving it has so deeply touched me and energized me.
Sometimes you need an album of funny nature pictures. Something to make you smile and just be a happy human being for a few moments. This set of photos from the Guardian is perfect!
Damn, I hate when my subconscious knows better than my conscious mind what I need to write and edit! This poem keeps getting better even though I keep trying to subvert it and not listen to my inner voice. The psychosis of writing! 😊
A little pride
I got this delivered yesterday. It’s a pride pendant on a really delicate and beautiful chain. The pendant is a love knot of the three colors of the trans pride flag 🏳️⚧️, pink, white and light blue.
I simply adore it. It made me tear up a little when I put it on. No matter how hard they fight against us, I can still hold my head up and say I am who I am and I’m proud of who I am. It’s little gestures like this that help me keep moving forward.
Writing doubt
When I hit a bump in my writing, it gave self-doubt a chance to peek up again. I’m forever fighting that beast. But, I do feel this time that it’s not fighting me as hard. That I’m winning this battle.
Sometimes I feel like I need to write my “Nobel book” with my first work. It’s insane the amount of pressure we put on ourselves as creatives. But, after years of confronting this, I feel stronger.
Maybe it’s because I came out and now I have nothing to fear and so much to share? Maybe because I’m blogging again so my writing is already reaching out to others? No matter what, I’ll take it.
Finished reading: Volatile Memory by Seth Haddon 📚
fantastic read. 5 stars. Perfect melding of sci-fi with trans experience. can be read either way or both ways. fast paced read too!
Finished reading: Herculine by Grace Byron 📚
A good read but glad I got it from the library. I’m not much into the demonic horror genre. The writing was good though it dragged at times. I think I could have rated this a 3 or if I was more into the genre a 4, but 3.5 sounds pretty good.
I never realized how many wonderful friends I’ve had. As I’ve unveiled myself to an ever widening group of people, the love and acceptance I’ve felt has warmed my heart and wiped away some of the sadness in my world.
Hope, no matter how small or fleeting, is still hope and I will cherish it.
My writing as of late seems to be ideas comes to me before the sun comes up and I’m in bed and then it percolates all day in my head, and I produce the work between 4:30 and 6:30pm. Hey, I’ll take it!
I can’t say how much this MAC makeup ad means to me as a Trekkie and a trans woman. It makes me smile. It gives me joy. It’s always the little things that truly make me happy.
Finished reading: Between Two Rivers by Moudhy Al-Rashid 📚
Good but could have been a long form article rather than book length. Still, I enjoyed.
Simple Joy
A simple moment of joy. I wrote a new poem after I woke up this morning. It was entitled “happy” and it talked about how many moments of joy and happiness we miss because we’re working so hard and spending so much to find happiness and joy. There is so much in nature, or among our loved ones, or even strangers.
I was walking this afternoon and came across this leaf. It was like a ton of other leaves lying around but it just struck me and I was in the moment and I was taken by it. It brought me a small measure of happiness that no amount of money or effort could buy.
Let’s all try to spend some time engaging with our surroundings and letting the little, simple joys of life inspire or just pleasure us.
I haven’t written much here lately. But, it’s partly because I’ve been writing poetry for a collection I’m pulling together. I haven’t had writing flow so easily in ages, so whenever it hits me, I go right to it. I’m sure more posts will be forthcoming!
I’m not going away. Ever. 🏳️⚧️ I love who I am and I love my sisters, brothers, and chosen family. Fuck all who try to come for me.
Always have loved Tears for the Dying, ever since hearing them in Bad Girl Boogey. This cover of Jolene is fantastic.
I miss my guitar. I’m watching videos of garage bands and remember jamming and just making sonic poems. Hmmm…maybe time to look into getting another guitar?
“Protest is when I say this does not please me. Resistance is when I ensure what does not please me occurs no more.” —Ulrike Meinhof, journalist
Finished reading: The Virtues of Underwear by Nina Edwards 📚 I heard about this from a podcast. I think the author was on and talking about the material I think the podcast had all I needed but still a cute read.
Happy birthday to Agatha Christie. Her novels were so important to me when I was younger and just out of university. In a complex world, her cozy little mysteries took me away and made me think, smile and worry. I bought or borrowed so many of her Poirot and Miss Marple mysteries!