As a woman of color, I have rarely been as uncomfortable with a television show, as I was with Future Man. The first episode was fine. Not great, not awful. Sadly, it never lived up to the hilarious early scene of the hero going to a game shop and arguing about which video game characters they masturbate to. That scene was golden, and it was the only reason I kept watching. But I'm not a fan of the kind of comedy that culminates in someone spurting semen on another person's leg, so I was mostly underwhelmed. In the second episode...Read More
In which a thief gives me the gift of five minutes without my usual misanthropy.Read More
Started off writing a blog post about Jai Courtney--don't ask--and ended up writing a draft blog post about Pacific Rim. Again, don't ask. From there, I was reading about my favorite character in the movie and while looking Pacific Rim gifs I was somehow led to a story from a comic artist who sexually harassed onstage during a con panel that she was sitting in.Read More
Piggybacking on my previous post, "The Jai Courtney Thing," I wanted to talk more about Pacific Rim. I loved the movie in spite of itself--and in spite of Charlie Hunnam. It's a very pretty movie, while being fun and dumb and loud. Yet in the quieter moments, incredibly progressive. Raleigh is a snore, but Mako is an awesome character. No quips or sass. Just an understated badassery that made me love her.Read More
I finished watching Suicide Squad again. And by "watching," I mean I mostly just fast-forwarded to all ten minutes of the Joker's screen time (four more than in the theatrical release!) because I'm one of those weirdos who didn't hate Leto's performance. But I did stop to watch that amazing battle scene where Deadshot gets up on a car and just starts blasting fools in the fucking face, because I love that. Somewhere in that scene, Captain Boomerang is...I don't know...killing something? Making out with a stuffed unicorn? Who can keep track?Read More
I've talked about this before, but I love first kisses. I love watching them and reading about them. Ennis and Jack. Logan and Veronica. Megan and Graham. Weetzie Bat and My Secret Agent Lover Man. So many swoons. But in real life, they aren't always so wonderful. I've had a lot more more like Cordelia & Wesley than I have Buffy & Angel. Mostly because I tend to make awkward situations exponentially more awkward and my unintentional comedic timing is superb.Read More
These are the kind of bon mots you are missing by not following my Twitter account.Read More
Dear Fashion Designers, I get it. Fat girls are supposed to be ashamed of our flappy arms.Read More
Man, current politics rendered me terribly serious didn't they? Let's get back to the funny.Read More
This post is serious and personal.
Trigger Warning: sexual assault;unwanted touching
A 59-year-old man with a long history of sexism gets on a bus and jokes about grabbing women without consent and then dismisses it as "locker room talk," apologizing not because he understands, but only "if you're offended."
I'm halfway through my big picture edit/rewrite of this manuscript and I'm ready to set it THE FUCK ON FIRE.Read More
This is going to seem like a weird thing to talk about in February but bear with me.... Do you know why I love NaNoWriMo?
It's because, back before 2009, I couldn't finish a draft. Or even come close to it. Then my fantastically talented friend Jean said,"Hey this thing? We're doing it!" It wasn't even November--I think it was March. But we read No Plot, No Problem, made a whole bunch of horrible videos on writing that no one thought was funny except for us and then wrote some damn novels. And it was rad.
You know that feeling where you're in the bottom of a swimming pool and you panic a little but you know it's okay because only have to swim to the surface? There is such sweet relief as you rise until you find yourself unable to go further because you are stuck underneath someone's stupid tire raft and for a brief moment, you think, I'm going to die while my cousin farts on my head. No? Maybe that's just me.Read More
My friends keep asking what I think about Rachel Dolezal. I know, I can feel the whoosh of wind from your eyes collectively rolling. But I do have thoughts and it’s taken me a while to do this because I wanted some time to look at the bigger picture. When the case first came about, it was a hilarious train wreck. Now with some time and some reflection, I'm not laughing.Read More
Can you believe that's the post title I went with? I know. I should be ashamed. I'm not. But I should be.Read More
It's been a crazy couple of months. Deaths in the family, some life changes, writing career choices... being a grown-up is exhausting. Where to begin?
Let's start with some awesome news.Read More
I had to bow out of the A-Z challenge. I'm starting to get unstuck in my rewrite and I need to focus on that. Maybe next year. In other news, I'm unstuck in my rewrite! This has been a strange journey.
My first go-through, I connected strongly to my heroine but I didn't know my hero. Now I feel like I connect to my hero but I've lost my connection to the heroine.
Writing is hard, yo.Read More