I once again feel like making a bunch of random future predictions. Like in this previous post. With terrible illustrations by me, drawn in GIMP on a laptop trackpad because my new mac doesn’t have a USB port. (There’s some future shock for ya. IT HAS NO INPUT PORTS.) When Read more…
(It’s my birthday, so I’m giving myself the day off of blogging, instead I’m copying this post from my LJ back in 2014. I recently re-read it and quite liked it.) My friend Isabel Yap posted this very beautiful essay on Interfictions: Life is not a shoujo manga. “Why is this Read more…
In the Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula K. Le Guin inserts a passage, a fictional essay about gender among the Gethens. When I read The Left Hand of Darkness the first time, in a Junior High summer, I was deep in love with it, and when reading this passage in Read more…
I had a dream that I had a pet pig. Her name was Priscilla and she was a little more cartoon-shaped than real pigs, with a round fat head and diminutive snout. She was pink with stiff white hairs on her. She felt wonderful to nuzzle. So warm. So affectionate. Read more…
As a side-effect of my Women Writing as Women project, I’ve been reading a lot of old science fiction. There’s an editorial in the September, 1960 Galaxy Science Fiction where editor H. L. Gold asks readers to stop writing the same old bad things… that you can’t ‘drop’ bombs from Read more…
I wrote a personal essay on how it felt to be a woman warrior in medieval reenactment combat (SCA). It started as something I just wrote for myself, as I was working on my memoir about playing football. Then I saw an open call for short nonfiction on the subject Read more…
My friend Premee posted to twitter about having spent an entire conversation with a fork in her mouth because she didn’t want the person talking to her to know she wasn’t using a spoon to eat her yogurt. It immediately resonated with me because just that afternoon I had walked Read more…