Not All Catholics (or Christians, or…)

Recently, I shared a post on my Facebook about a Denver Archbishop preaching hate in the form of conversion therapy (which is widely debunked and incredibly harmful, just to make that clear). I dismissed him with a series of invectives, and then edited the post after someone asked why I'd share the post in the …

The Five Crowns and Colonel’s Sabre

Every year for the past few years, I've re-written a holiday story through a queer lens, retelling it as a way to retroactively tell stories to my younger self that include people like me. The first year, I wrote "Dolph," (a retelling of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer). Then I wrote "Frost," (a retelling of Frosty …

#PrideMonth — Queer YA

It's Pride Month, and a couple of conversations I had recently reminded me of something I don't think I say enough as a queer author: thank you to the authors who came before me. Like pretty much everything else in the queer community, the present is built on the work of the past, which often …

Queer Doesn’t Mean Romance

Given recent discussions, I've reworked a blog post originally meant for a bit later this month and I'm posting it today. I've got a couple more on similar themes, but I don't want to lump them all in together. Today I'm talking kinda-sorta about romance, but specifically the relationship between romance and queerness and how …

#PrideReads

Edit: I’m dropping out of this theme for the month. The short reason is this: It’s hurting and excluding people I wanted to include in the first place, and that’s not okay. I thought I could patch-job. I can’t. The longer reason is: The original idea happened super-quickly. It jumped from brainstorming to being posted without any chance …

Nervous

Yesterday I shared the awesome cover for my YA novel, Exit Plans for Teenage Freaks (which is listed on Indiebound for pre-order!). I shared the blurb, described the book, chatted about it on Twitter and Facebook, and... And got nervous. Like, super nervous. It took me a day to figure out what was bothering me, …