(Quick sidenote, I schedule posts for almost everyday. I imagine this is going to be a very active blog — at least for a while — so if you don’t want email spam, you probably shouldn’t follow this blog. I can live without a mailing list.)
For people who are scratching their heads, a cis gender woman is someone whose gender is the same both biologically and mentally. So, a cis gender woman has the body of a woman and the brain of a woman.
It basically means “not transgender.”
I felt the burning need to announce this because I don’t want to accidentally take someone else’s voice. I don’t want people mistaking me for someone else or thinking that I’m pretending to be someone else. I’m not. I wear a dragon mask to protect myself from various forms of prejudice but facing discrimination as a non-binary person is not my experience.
Sorry to disappoint you, I’m just a lowly binary woman. My gender is female, my sex is female. I write about non-binary people simply because I want to. There’s no agenda behind it. They’re people too, so I write about them. And because I write lots of aliens, I imagine a lot of aliens would be viewed as non-binary by humans simply because they are so biologically different. I.e. Morganith from The Thieves of Nottica: her entire race is intersexual but I doubt she sees herself as “non-binary.”
As I mentioned in an interview, the zonbiri (amphibious aliens) from The Prince of Qorlec have women who all have penises because they’re like seahorses. And yet, because zonbiri women have penises and still claim to be female (neither sex has breasts because — amphibious), humans would view them as non-binary — when on their planet, women having penises is considered binary. See what I did there?
(If you’re on goodreads or amazon, you’re missing the meme here)
I enjoy exploring culture and gender, sexuality and perception because I’ve always been fascinated by people. I even majored in anthropology for a while in college and I enjoyed studying culture for a few years . . . until my college courses kept forcing me into the company of racist, elitist professors.
The point is, I’m not trans or intersex. I call myself “queer” because stating you’re anything beyond gay or lesbian means opening yourself up to prejudice from both straight people and gay people, who are always so quick to invalidate your feelings or tell you your sexuality doesn’t even exist. I enjoy using “queer” to just let people know I’m not straight so I can get the fuck on with my life.