An Andro Named Sue

Balancing a career in publishing with chronic migraines. Sort of.

Hoooo man, these past two months have been…a lot. There was a lot of good. And a lot of bad. Terrifying and weird and wonderful. And at times, a tid bit horrifying. I finished the first Bulletproof Spy installment. I had a melt down during the Sketchy Ass Plumbers incident and have since had to …

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When I was a kid, male gay characters in fiction did not exist. And when they did, they were all very much the same. They were effeminate, catty, fashionable, cowardly, self-centered, and very promiscuous. They did not get lead-roles, because they weren’t fully realized characters. Queer characters in fiction during my teenage years were deliberately …

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As a kid, I wrote a lot about girls and boys, but I kept being told “be a girl”, so I wrote more about girls. Even though it grated me to be called “girl” and I never understood why for the longest time. I mean, they were technically right. I was in fact a girl. …

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