“A massacre at an Orlando gay nightclub early Sunday morning has been described as a “domestic terror incident” with at least 50 dead and 53 injured, officials said, making it the worst mass shooting in U.S. history and the deadliest terror attack on U.S. soil since the events of Sept. 11, 2001.” (x)
If you don’t think LGBTQ people are still at risk just because we are allowed to marry, you haven’t been paying attention. This is the DEADLIEST terror attack since 9/11, and it specifically targeted people of the LGBT community. This massacre didn’t happen in some foreign country. It didn’t happen in a place you consider “backwards” or “regressed.” This happened HERE.
The other day, I had someone ask me, “What’s it like moving around in the world as a lesbian?”
This is what it’s like. It’s fear. It’s suspicion. It’s not knowing who you can trust and who you need to hide from.
I am very out and very proud — but I still have to make decisions every day about who I come out to, what language I use, and who I associate with. If I’m telling a story, I have to decide if I say it’s about my “girlfriend” or my “friend.” When someone asks me if I have a boyfriend, I have to decide if I’m going to correct them or just say “no.” If someone says something hurtful or hate-filled, I have to decide whether I feel safe enough to say something or if I have to keep my mouth shut.
This is constant. In any interaction, these decisions are being made. I am assessing my safety. I am deciding if this person will try to hurt me — physically, emotionally, sexually — if I tell them this. Because people think you’re disgusting or you’re sick or you need to be fixed. And that’s just wrong.
Hi, all! I can finally announce that my short story SPAWN is going to be published in Darkwater Syndicate’s anthology, SHADOWS AND TEETH.
The book is releasing on April 30th, and you can pre-order the Kindle version now. If you want to wait, though, there will be paperback copies coming soon, too.
You can check out the link below for more details! Thanks, everybody.
Imani Simmons knows her mother was murdered. For fourteen years, she has collected evidence and had her mother’s spirit lurking in the back of her mind. But revenge isn’t so easy when the murderer is not only a powerful political figure and expert air manipulator, but your own step-mother. If Imani wants to expose her step-mother’s crimes, she must first come to terms with her own impotency as a non-manipulator and then spark the fire that will bring the truth to light.
EXTINGUISHED is a short story at 7,300 words. Find it HERE in the Kindle store.
I told my girlfriend, only half jokingly, that I am in a constant state of screaming-in-my-own-head stress, and yesterday I realized how accurate that is.
I’m behind on writing and homework. There’s no time for me to do anything. My car was towed yesterday, so that was a surprise. I keep procrastinating on everything because there’s so much to do and not enough time. I’m considering going on a hiatus from this blog because I just literally don’t have time to do what is essentially school and three jobs (my day job, writing, and running a blog).
It’s rough. I hope you guys won’t be too upset if updates are a little sporadic or if there’s some radio silence. I just gotta get myself together.
Character A and Character B are best friends. A is hiding something from B that would allow B to complete their goal.
Click here to view the visual writing prompt on my tumblr.
I can’t wait to write my review on Captive Prince. I’ll give you a first look, though: it’s amazing. I’m reading the sequel right now, but then I have to wait until February for the next book. Can’t wait to suffer for four months!
Writing has been slow, basically only during the weekends. However, once I’m done writing this, I’ll be submitting Death Defiant to the bisexual book awards! I made just enough on my GoFundMe to send an old version of the book, so it will have to do. Thanks to J.P. Crawford for the donations!
Had a work holiday on Monday, and have fall break for school after this. Maybe that means I’ll get more writing done? Who knows.