Silencing and Sexual Shame and Monsters
I won’t go into detail here about what exactly happened to me last weekend. I don’t want to make the person involved feel bad, should that person come across this
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I’m BACK! Here are a few links!
Apologies for the lapse in posting! I just returned from a 10-day vacation that was both much needed and exhausting (lots of driving and sight-seeing and hiking and so on),
Three Poems Published in Menacing Hedge!
I am so honored and excited to announce that three of my poems are featured in the dark, visceral, creepy, and other-worldly Spring 2014 edition of Menacing Hedge. This group of
New Tracy Queen Concept Art
Oh, man, you guys. This latest image of Tracy Queen and her second-in-command Nikola? I am loving it. The light, the sky, the badassery! So gorgeous. I wanted to share
FPCon Thoughts 1: Money and Sustainability
Last weekend I attended the 2nd annual Feminist Porn Conference at the University of Toronto, in conjunction with the 9th annual Good For Her Feminist Porn Awards. The weekend was
Mid-Day Quickie: Links!
Never fear, my darling dolls, I am working away on a response to my weekend in Toronto with all the fabulous feminists at the FPAs and FPCon! But I drafted
Prepping FPAs and FPCon: here are some links, go play!
Apologies, my lovelies, for not having had time to blow your minds with my excellent wisdom this week. I know you must miss my ravings. Truth is I’ve been overloaded
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Daddy by Madison Young: a sort-of book review
I want to write a review of Madison Young’s memoir, Daddy, which was recently published by Rare Bird. I think this book is important, and I want to put words
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Advice Column at Luna Luna
On Luna Luna Mag, I answered two star-crossed lovers please for help: one woman was in agony over her partners’ physical changes, while the other just wished her partner would
A House of Illusions at the Poetry Brothel
Come one, come all! Sit right there in the front row, if you wish! You’ll never be able to discern the sorcery of the poets at the Poetry Brothel, no