These feel like dark times indeed …
But the extended family that is America, that I grew up and experienced on that base in the middle of the Mojave Desert, where we chased and trapped lizards and kept them in giant plastic water tubs for the allotted two or three days before we had to release them - I feel like in 2016 I found out how that extended family felt about people like me. People who were different.
“I make lists in my sleep baby, what’s my sin? “
When under stress, I retreat inward. I have a magnificently rich inner life, which I think helps make me a great writer. I’m in my head too much. I can get lost in The Sims creating houses and worlds. I can get lost in writing, and again, creating worlds. My latest retreat involves me now designing flags for the different houses of the Duchy and the Queerdom. Because we also need another escape world that doesn't involve a problematic writer with a well-known fantasy world.