I now have two jobs in two different parts of the city. It’s also May, which is a different animal from February. And I’ve been at it a few months, increasing both my comfort and my fitness. Time for a check-in and an update! A little background: I moved from Tucson to Portland in January.... Continue Reading →
JVN says this, sassily, to a freshly styled and confident Queer Eye guest of honor. He was joking, sure, but it makes me think about the idea that a lot of us want someone to give us permission, to validate our choices, to nod in approval at our plans. And you know what? That’s dumb.... Continue Reading →
“I create dystopia in literary forms. I leave it to the government to create the real ones.” SAID MARGARET ATWOOD, AT A RECENT LECTURE AT DARTMOUTH COLLEGE.
I thought, for a second, I want to do that. But I also thought, No, I don’t. Not now, anyway. Interesting what you hear when you listen to yourself. I turned to my mom, and before I said anything, she said, “I’m going to do that.” She heard the same first part of the voice— but not the second. Oh, mom. You get it. You can do it.