Fact: I Am A Cis Gender Woman. Now Carry On. (also, here’s why I use the word “queer”)

(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?


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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.

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Hope You Liked Qorth (and if you hated it, at least it was free)

This is the last day Qorth is free, then it goes back to having that 2.99 barrier that no one seems to want to get past. I hope people who read it enjoyed it. I hope people who did or didn’t enjoy it still feel a blazing desire to let the world know. I want people to talk about Qorth. A book that is talk-worthy has fucking achieved something. If no one talks about Qorth, then it achieved nothing, because it didn’t even grab you enough to make you say it sucked. I just realized I don’t care.

I’ve been doing some reading, and the hatred  for self-published books runs deeper than I ever realized. So I see why people wouldn’t want to risk even three dollars buying Qorth. People are afraid of bad formatting, bad editing, poorly structured stories and just all-around bad storytelling.

I get it. I’m a reader too. I know what it’s like to get stuck with a book on your shelf that you can’t get rid of. Once you buy a book, it’s realllly hard to get rid of it again. Selling it online sucks because shipping costs so much nowadays. I think I believed in miracles the day I found a Bookman’s. I mean, a book store that let’s you buy and trade books? Holy shit.

And because most writers are either awful at the craft or awful people or — lord help us — both combined, I’m often hesitant to read someone I don’t know. This is why giveaways and free promotions are such useful tools: it gives an author a chance to gain an audience’s trust free of charge.

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Wicked Witch Boy and The Harvest

So my internet vacation has been productive so far. I managed to finish revising yet another book (an old novel I let sit in a dark corner for ten years) and it’ll be live maybe tomorrow on Amazon.

It’s called Wicked Witch Boy and it’s a young adult novel about a gay witch boy and his also gay sister. They live in a spooky castle on a hill and they live there alone after their parents’ mysterious death. I meant to mention this in the “dear reader” section but, yes. It was probably heavily influenced by Jackson’s We Have Always Lived in the Castle.  I can’t really remember though since — as I said — it was written over ten years ago.

I don’t write much horror, but I used to read as much horror as I did epic fantasy, so I do have one or two horror stories to publish. Wicked Witch Boy is a horror story because if it was a movie, I think it would be appalling — I mean, Tobias chops off some fingers when he’s first introduced and every other chapter is blood and gore.

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