To The FemmeMobile! Away!

{June 14, 2011}   I have four minutes to write before I have to leave. (No, really. Let’s see how much I can get down…)

I’m a perfectionist. I’m sure this comes as no surprise to anyone who’s been around for any length of time. I’m a perfectionist, and I have four blogs, and I’m being run off my feet lately between dog training and novel writing (two new gay short stories coming out soon, a small series! Each story is about 15,000 words — figure there’s 250 words per page in an average paperback — and fantasy. With hot guy sex. WOO HOO!), so I haven’t had much of a chance to update anything. Which makes the perfectionist part of me GO RABID. Seriously.

Also, I haven’t been reading all the fun gender stuff I WAS reading. The thing is, I don’t entirely miss it. Part of that has to do with being (finally) comfortable in my own gender and not needing the validation anymore, and part of it is going gay two-stepping and no longer craving to hear other voices like my own.

Quin and I go to Texas Rose (all women two-step in Oakland) and Sundance Salloon (.org, in San Fran) as often as possible — usually a couple of times a month, I think. Sundance is same-sex, and mostly gay men. (I keep having a post I want to write about being there, but I haven’t gotten around to it yet…)  But there’s a hefty number of lesbians, and of those a large number of them are butch or FtMs (so… not-lesbians, but I hope like hell you know what I mean because I’m one minute over and don’t have time to write carefully if I want this posted. >.<). Basically, lots of people who are queer and other-gendered. I fit in. I feel comfortable.

I no longer feel the need to read everything I can get my hands on; I’m around my own people. It’s nice.

I’d like to write more, but I’m a minute late, now. *sighs*



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