[25] Anger and navel-gazing.

Still waiting on news from the second interview. In the meantime, something entirely different. I’ve got a cool temper. Not like my housemate Z, who ignites like a flash-fire and gets over it in five minutes, or my brother, who triggers over really specific things and then sulks for weeks. Mine is slow-build, like a [...]

[21] Literary brick wall. Help!

I’m trying to find an essay. Straight People Call me Sir by Trish Thomas, containing the following quote: Straight people call me sir and faggots cruise me, but other butches say: “Aww, you’re not so butch.” That’s cuz I don’t go for femmes like I’m supposed to. This confuses people. When I’m out with a [...]

[9] Doubt.

[Early warning: this post is rambly and not especially linear.] I’ve been meaning to write about doubt. (Oglaf, taken from here. Beware, the rest of the website is very NSFW.) Actually, I’ve been meaning to write about a lot of things — coming out, sexuality, name changing — but doubt is the one that’s making [...]

[6] Osama.

So, Osama. His death is not even slightly a gender issue, but it’s probably on the collective brain of every single human being who owns a television or internet connection in the world right now, so I’m going to take a side step and write about it anyway. I was thirteen when 9/11 happened, and [...]

[5] Man vs. transman.

“So you’re a man now?” “No.” “No?” “Nope. I’m a transman.” “What’s the difference?” Good question. After all, masculinity is what you make of it, but manhood just isn’t something I’m ready to claim yet. (Take a moment to snigger at that sentence. I sure did.) I had a conversation with a friend a few [...]