Showing posts with label lesbian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lesbian. Show all posts

Thursday, June 14, 2018

An Accident of Stars and A Tyranny of Queens


by Foz Meadows

Okay, screw that, this is my favorite author now. I found Foz through her fanfiction, which quickly became my favorite thing to read over and over, so much so that I recorded it so I could also reread it in the car and while falling asleep. And then she turned out to write published books, and goddamn her worldbuilding is amazing.

There's plenty more to read, but I started with An Accident of Stars and its sequel: Saffron makes a snap decision and jumps through a hole in reality, only to end up in Kena, where magic is real, long hair is political, marriages are polyamorous, and a political plot to depose the king ties together a frightened queen with a temper, a feisty apprentice with the key to salvation, and the weary worldwalker who put the king on the throne in the first place. Furthermore, it's linguistics geek wank and has a trans girl as the love interest.

I have the privilege of being friends with her on Discord, and she's a lovely person and also genderqueer.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

ERMAGERD SHINIES

So my queerplatonic partner is the BEST and I have just opened a package from em.
That's right, a cute little pride bracelet. But GUESS WHAT? They're INTERCHANGEABLE.


IT GETS BETTER
THIS ONE IS SPARKLY
THIS ONE'S ABOUT LESBIANS
THIS ONE MIGHT BE MY FAVORITE
IT'S THE GENDERFLUID FLAG
And last but not least, I figured ey wouldn't mind if I wrote my pronouns on this one since I have lots of rainbows to leave unmarred.




Sunday, October 12, 2014

Coming Out Day

So I barely noticed National Coming Out Day: Like every year, it passed pretty much without any actual coming out.
And then like three people on my news feed were all, "Hey, I forgot it was National Coming Out Day yesterday. Newsflash: I'm_________." Some I already knew, some were not a surprise, but I'm having feelings about it because I've never done it.
At some point, I built it into my lexicon for dealing with new people. I don't hide it. It comes up in conversation. It does this a lot of ways.
"My girlfriend--"
"Why did you_____?" "Well, I'm a lesbian, so---"
"Wait, are you--?" "Gay? Yes."
So everyone at college knows. My parents know. My close friends know. My grandparents on one side at least know.
But not most of my extended family, and not most of the people I knew through middle and high school--who make up the majority of my facebook friends. At least, I don't think they know. People have surprised me before.
"Congratulations on coming out!" "Thank you. How did you know?" "You know, the Internet."
Part of me feels like I should. Visibility is important. Visibility is a thing I advocate. And I feel like I'm talking the talk but not walking the walk to stay closeted.
And it's no longer a thing that would likely get me outright disowned or a large amount of nasty messages sent my way. I expect a couple "It's a sin, repent" messages, one or two, maybe, and my relatives talking around it for the next forever, but I can live with that.
So why am I still not doing it? Why am I still scared?
Partly, why should I tear down my shields and allow in the messages and the judgment when it's not negatively affecting my life not to be out to some people? The people that needed to know, the people it was hurting me to stay in the closet for, they know. Why should I expose myself that much more? Is it that likely that there's someone on my news feed that doesn't already have sufficient gay role models?
Sigh. I knew it wasn't my duty to come out as long as it would hurt me. Not sure what the right answer is now.
Atalanta says stop using 'should' statements. I'm not sure I know how to police myself without 'should' statements.
Hello, everyone. I'm a Kinsey 5, that's predominantly homosexual/romantic and only incidentally heterosexual/romantic. I'm sexually and romantically attracted to women almost exclusively, to their minds and their souls, not to their bodies. I usually identify as female but once in a blue moon experience brief dysphoria. I touch on the asexual spectrum extremely lightly, so that I almost always have to have heard someone talk, enough to get an idea of their personality, to be attracted to them, but mostly identify as allosexual (not asexual). My gender expression tends toward fellagirly with a large helping of genderfuck, which means I sit like a guy, grow my hair long and dye it, don't wear makeup or shave my legs, appreciate jeans and skirts, love suits, vests, and ties, and occasionally do makeup/police my body language/bind/dress/wear a wig specifically to make people question my pronouns.

Monday, June 2, 2014

Closets and Skeletons

Being in the closet has the detrimental effect of making people feel like strangers to those closest to them. Like liars. Like imposters.
I remember being at my own birthday party, laughing with my friends, and suddenly wondering how many of my friends would be there if they knew the truth.
After all, there are scary things like skeletons in closets.
I'm out to most people now as gay--certain conservative family and friends no longer within my closest circle remain. (There are also a few people with whom it simply hasn't come up.)
And then I found myself back in the closet, once again restructuring sentences, and I discovered a new pain to the closet.
When you have a partner you haven't told anyone about, you can't share the joys of a new relationship, the learning process of its progression, or the sorrow at its ending.
I broke up with a lovely woman today, and cried alone.
Only now, as the relationship is ending, am I finding the courage to say I dated two wonderful women at the same time, they knew about and cared about each other, and I have been doing one of them the occasionally necessary disservice of not telling anyone about her.
Well, hardly anyone. By my count, seven people besides us three knew. (This is the scientist and the poet in me clashing.)
And so I made her things. I can't take any credit for technical ability--you too can make these on weavesilk.com, but they do mean things, and this is, after all, a blog for art.


So I'm taking a moment off from research to mourn a romantic relationship and celebrate a friendship and make things and be a little pissed off that I can feel safe as a lesbian now and fear being seen as poly. There's a rant to be had there, but I don't have it yet.

Sunday, May 25, 2014

From the Inside Out: Radical Gender Transformation​, FTM and Beyond

by Morty Diamond
This book was too complex and I have too many quotes and feelings to write this as a typical book review. But I'll try to be reasonably...ah, what's the word...it means going from A to C by way of B instead of Kumquat. I can hear the voices of almost everyone I know asking me why I'm going to bother. A few things you'll want to note while you're still up here at the top. There's a lot of quotes in here. They're all formatted by author of piece, page number. They're good quotes. But if you're not interested in quotes, there's still more writing at the bottom!
     "I started off my life as a boy with a slight disadvantage, nothing so big that it could not be overcome with a little ingenuity and spunk, but a setback, nonetheless. You see, despite being a little boy from the very start destined to become the handsome and talented man I am today, I happened to have had the unexpected surprise of being born a girl. I’ve yet to come across a reasonable explanation for this mix-up, but there’s no sense crying over spilt milk." ~Eli Wadley, 99
I am calling this book Inside Out because like a lot of nonfiction, it has a ridiculously long title. It's a fitting one, though. This book is a collection of personal essays, poems, and one entry that included parts of both, all by people on the trans* spectrum about their experience being there. They identified in ways that would be countless if there were infinite chapters, but they all had one thing in common: They were labeled female at birth and have had some form of complaint about that. Some identify as FTM. One complains about that term because he was never female. One wonders how much of his desire to be a boy came from being trans* and how much from the patriarchy, and refrains from giving himself a label at all. Several found themselves most comfortable somewhere between gender extremes.


"I’ve been blessed to have my physical form be an educational experience for the rest of the world. It’s a truly beautiful existence, riding the line of gender and seeing everything from both a female and male perspective." ~Rocco Rinaldi Kayiatos, 74



"My mom and practically the rest of the world assumed I now identified as FTM female to male) transsexual, but that was a false accusation. First off, I was not going from F to M. Whatever gender my parents chose to raise me was their choice but the gender I truly am is not my choice…It’s just who I am, and who I was meant to be. I never felt I was F because I never was, and therefore the FTM identity does me no justice. Recognizing this helped me form my MTM male to male) identity." ~Johnny Giovanni Righini, 78
  This book could be Transgender 201. 101 gave you the basics: what does my parent/child/lover/friend mean when they say they're trans? They want to be a boy/girl? Doesn't everyone sometimes? But you're still a girl, you haven't had *that* surgery, right? This book takes you beyond, to answering the questions that can only be asked of indvidual people, rather than the community at large. Do I say 'transgendered'? Many people find that objectifying, but some still use it as self-identification. Best not to use it in larger contexts, but respect people's wishes one-on-one. Is it accurate to say someone 'used to be a woman'? Same answer.
There are people in this book who have had no surgery or hormones, some who have had 'top' surgery, and everything else. There's a person who uses 'he' pronouns as a way to screw with people's expectations even more than as a comfortable fit. Many of the authors never say what pronouns they use. One author writes about black boys, one describes growing up in a traditional Hispanic house, and one blatantly admits to having a life made easier by being white middle-class. The last essay is a neat transition into the beginning of intersectionality and queer of color critique, which has its roots in women of color feminism, queer studies, native studies, and more. I took a course on queer of color critique and it's worth studying, but you'll want a strong background in gender and sexuality first.
Anyway. I think this is a must-have for a trans* person trying to find their identity, or words to describe it.


     "One of my MTF friends has spoken of transition as crossing the fear barrier.” We feel commanded to do this crazy thing, to slash the ropes of family ties and crush the bones of our previous values. As we start to walk through the fire, we have the opportunity for a reprieve, as Abraham also received, we do not have to be murderers and no one has to die. We can transition safely and usually less catastrophically than we feared. But by our willingness to have made the worst possible sacrifice, we are reborn and have a new relationship with the powers that be."  ~Tucker Lieberman, 24

     "We are diplomats. We are go-betweens for men and women. This is true whether we embrace or deny it. We are here to make peace with ourselves, our lovers, other transgendered people, and to carve out a home in the cliffs that sprang up between the sexes. We belong to the holy order of the self-sacrificing diplomats." ~Tucker Lieberman, 25
     "Whatever gender current or gender vector we have, whether our birdhouse hollow points toward the rising or the setting sun or the harvest moon, we are all pursuing the question of how to be at peace with our bodies in the world and to realize, through that peace, the true meaning of it all. At that point, gender is no longer about navigating one’s life between two categories."~Tucker Lieberman, 25
     "It isn’t about becoming” another person—I already am who I am—I just want my body to reflect that. It’s not like I am suddenly changing from the person you’ve always known—this is more about your willingness to see who I’ve always been." ~Cooper Lee Bombardier, 28
    "I am not sure which is worse, feeling invisible as a tranny when being perceived as a butch dyke or feeling invisible as a queer when being perceived as a man." ~Cooper Lee Bombardier, 29
     "I don’t want to disappear into the world as a straight man." ~Cooper Lee Bombardier, 29
     "For awhile, I was swindled into thinking, as many of us are, that there is a correct” way to be trans, we have to take hormones, get surgeries, get a GID diagnosis, change pronouns, pass, feel like a boy in a girl’s body, and get a preppy haircut. My inclination is to break rules or flee from them, and if this long list of rigorous requirements was what it took to be trans, I didn’t want that." ~Boots Potential, 33

     "I know what is acceptable once I leave the comfort of my genderqueer microcosm where self-identification takes precedence over body parts, voices, and names. I know that there are ways that I can act, ways that I can present myself when I step outside of my door so that people will not question who I am. It’s hard not to fall into that." ~Wyatt Swindler, 67

     "I think it is sad that even the most enlightened people seem to think that gender stereotypes are what makes people want to transition. I used to be guilty of that myself, when hearing about the decisions of my trans friends. In fact, my belief that only sexists would want to transition was the main reason why I fought so hard against coming out to myself and anyone else. In fact, it’s the notion that anyone who transitions is antifeminist and patriarchal which kept me from dealing with this for so many years."  ~Gavriel Alejandro Levi Ansara, 92

     "I am transitioning not because I think men and women have different characteristics, because I am emphatically NOT a gender essentialist. I am transitioning because I feel most comfortable when people refer to me in male terms and because I feel most comfortable and liberated in my body as a man." ~Gavriel Alejandro Levi Ansara, 93

One of my favorites was about a man who was wondering about the fact he attended a women's college, and whether this would continue to haunt him on job applications. He finds it ironic, being a man and being an alum of Bryn Mawr.
Yes, Bryn Mawr! I go to Bryn Mawr! And I have such a lot, statistically speaking, trans* friends there. I want to call them all up and tell them I found a brother of theirs who went before them. This fellow talks about how he learned a lot there, how to be a feminist, what it is like to be a woman in those circumstances, and is he expected to just forget four years of his life in order not to be constantly haunted by his past?

“Will I switch my memories to the coed college a mile down the road?”~Daniel Ray Soltis, 128
I know exactly which college he's talking about, and have been there several times. No, I want to tell him, you will be a proud queer Mawrtyr, for isn't it just this past Plenary we started rewriting our constitution to include gender-neutral language, isn't it here people have asked me my pronouns, not, I think, because I present very masculine, but because my name is Phoenix and even the slightest hint of gender non-conformation is enough to make people here want to check, isn't it here that despite years of roots as an all-women's college my friend group is the most inclusive place for trans* people that I have ever seen?
Now, I know my trans* friends have their problems with it, with the casual use of 'garden party girls' and 'freshwomen', and I don't want to act like we are some kind of utopia for trans* people. But--and this is why I am not an activist--I want to compare it to the way I grew up and the way most of my high school people live and the blank looks my parents give me when I throw out 'sy' as a pronoun and explain that there is more than one way of being agender or asexual (or anything else, but those are my pet peeves right now), and celebrate how good it actually is at Bryn Mawr. I'm so freaking proud to be here.

Overall rating: 5/5

Project upshot: I think I'll get a lot out of this book for the project!