Monthly Archives: March 2011

When You Know More Than Your Doctor

“So you’re doing hormone therapy, testosterone. How long will that be going on for, a few months, years…?” “No, it’s pretty much a life-long thing.” For anyone who has never experienced this, it’s pretty disconcerting to realize that you know more about your medical treatment than your own doctor does. Maybe it’s all the research I’ve done, but I find… (more…)

Self-Medicating with Earl Grey Tea

Let me just start by saying that I am not a doctor, and that really, I can only speak from my own experience here. Please don’t take my word as gospel, but if you do, I’m not responsible for the consequences, m’kay? That said, I have heard on several occasions and from multiple sources that I cannot for the life… (more…)

AD/HD and Self-Education

I’m a pretty out guy about most things. I’m out about being queer, I’m out about being trans, and I’m out about my writing and my bow tie addiction. One thing I’ve been conspicuously silent on is my AD/HD. Part of it is that despite having ‘known’ for most of my life and getting an official diagnosis in 2004, I… (more…)

Queer Boy Archival Revival: In The Beginning…

Originally posted to Queer Boy Blogging on February 6, 2010 Man, when I was young I shoved my ignorance in people’s faces. They beat me with sticks. By the time I was forty my blunt instrument had been honed to a fine cutting point for me. If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn.… (more…)

Begin the Waiting Game

I usually consider myself pretty blasé about the submission process. I’ve read all those blogs, those from writers and agents and publishers all telling me what to do and what not to do. I read those lists and think to myself, well of course. Nothing easier. And what they say really is a lot of common sense. Of course I… (more…)

I Am Not my Characters

I am not my characters, though I do wonder what my characters say about me. I don’t mean to imply that I think my characters are gossiping about me around the water cooler. For starters, I never gave them a water cooler. No, I mean this along the lines of what does my choice in profile picture say about me,… (more…)

I Am a Linguistic Grab-bag

Or Can Anyone Tell me What English I’m Using This is a serious question. I look at my word usage in any given day, and I can’t tell what era I’m in, let alone what region of the English-speaking world. I throw around ‘dude’ and ‘awesome’ with the best of them (whoever ‘they’ are,) but getting dressed today I referred… (more…)

A Picture is Worth…

I found an old picture of us the other day. You and I are sitting together on top of the picnic table, Dragon standing beside me, Smudge sitting on the bench in front of you. Green pines on green hills stand behind us. Look at us! Smiling coyly, I’m doing all I can to seem cute and feminine, while you’re… (more…)