Queer Girl Blogs

Things I Never Asked For and Do Not Want

1. The pile of bricks my ex brought home from Restore when I wanted to re-landscape my backyard, bought without asking because they were a good deal, $150 worth of bricks I still have not paid him for, will never pay him for 2. A familial predosiposition towards anxiety 3. Phone books delivered to my driveway 4. That time another ex was breaking up with me and on our way out of the bar, in one…

My Body’s Not a Flower

I hate being fat but I hate being fertile even more. I hate that feeling in my body just before my period, like my body is a bag of swollen meats the keep incohering, with every brush against a table this feeling of something open, unprotected, a bodily vulnerability that I didn’t ask for and can’t shut down. I count the ibuprofen as I pop them in my mouth. One two one two one two all day long.…

Hey there cats and kittens! It’s been soooo long since I’ve posted here, but lately I’ve been getting the itch, so hi! Here I am! So much has happened in the past couple of years — my first serious relationship after coming out, the end of that relationship, plenty more semi-awkward OKCupid dates, lots of other shenanigans, and lots and lots of thoughts and feelings posted to the comments section…

  Sometimes I write really bad poetry. Sometimes, for some reason, it’s necessary. It’s one way that I work stuff out. This was, of all things, inspired by the Comments section on some article I’ve forgotten now. Thanks for bearing with me.    My Revolution   He told me he’d spent a lifetime lifting women onto his back. He told me he remembered a time when there were two columns in the…

There is Magic in the Dark

Trick-or Treat. I’ve always hated scary movies. For one thing, the spells they cast last far too long. I saw The Ring when I was twenty and for years, for YEARS, I was scared of my empty television at night. (I don’t even need to tell you how it was after I saw Blair Witch at sixteen, when I still lived with my parents IN THE WOODS.) All my life it’s been the same. I’ll watch a movie and think,…

In which I rant about “pro-lifers.” (I stand with Planned Parenthood. You’ve been warned.) I am so tired. I am so tired of the smart, lovely people in my life who refuse to acknowledge that other people’s experience may be different from their own — that while they are privileged enough to be able to care for multiple children in their home, not everyone has the financial or emotional resources…

Be our voice only when we are not there to speak for ourselves.

You can trust me. Hi Everyone! Wow, long time no see, huh? Don’t worry, I’m working on everything. I’m seven chapters deep on that Furiosa fanfic, and I’ve started work on this super personal graphic short about depression (don’t worry: graphic as in graphic novel, not graphic as in blood and guts), and I’ve been submitting a few personal essays here and there with very little hope of getting…

Hey all of you beautiful people! I hope it won’t be too unprofessional to tell you that I am hungover AF right now still recovering from an amazing, beautiful Pride weekend full of rainbows and happiness and the completion of another important step in our quest for legal equality. They lit up the White House. The White House. Think back a few years. I don’t think anyone could have predicted the…

Quicklinks: Welcome to Lesbian TV Heaven!

Guess what? We’re halfway done with the week! I haven’t been able to catch up with the blog much lately, but these hibernation periods are good — they’re fertile (oh god, did I really just use “fertile” in a sentence about writing?), and when I get back to writing regular posts it will be with a vengeance. In the meantime, really fun stuff has been happening all over TV land. It’s a giant lesbian…

We. Are. Furiosa: Mad Max: Fury Road Wins Hollywood, Wins Feminism, Wins my Heart

I can’t. I can’t even. I literally can’t even write coherently about how much I loved Mad Max: Fury Road. So for now, I will leave you with the fact that I loved it so much it has moved me to write my very first fan fiction EVER. It’s hosted over on Wattpad, and I’ll try to get a new chapter up every week if I can.

The Last Green Place

A Furiosa Origin Story, from the world of Mad Max: Fury Road

Everyone We Know is Queer: Cate Blanchett Edition

Cate Blanchett told Variety this week that she has had “many” relationships with women. We’ve won the internet, I’m going home.

We didn’t have very many DVDs when I was growing up (the VHS/DVD changeover happened in my teens). The few we did have were random cast-offs from neighbors, a disparate collection of movies I watched on our brand-new laptop over and over and over again. One of our first…

Maria Bello says that we need new ways of talking about who we are and who we love. She’s not wrong.

Sexual identity is complicated. Love is simple.

When I was coming of age, my story was so much more nuanced than the narratives I read, watched on TV, connected with online, and that confused me.

For many years, it wasn’t that hard to date men. It was fine. I even fell in love with one or two,…

Clearly Queer: First Fantasy

How Queeris an occasional series of vignettes and reflections on growing up in a heteronormative world. Because most of these experiences made me feel odd, or wrong, or struck a warning bell in my head when they occurred, many of them are things I have never shared or even really fully unpacked in my own mind. As such, they may be a little more fragmented or dreamlike than my regular essays.…

The Body Issue

I sat down to write about body image and disordered eating and I ended up writing about my experience growing up female, queer, with breasts, in a patriarchal society. Typical.

You are not made up of parts. You are one whole person.

–Lena Dunham

I don’t always hate my body. There are times, mainly when my clothes are off, mainly in the afterglow of really good queer sex, when I lie in bed,…