In which "Nanette" prompts me to talk about my frustrations with the artificial choices imposed by power.
Before Thanksgiving I mentioned the "queering beards" panel, which is not what it's called but how I keep referring to it in my head. It's got to be the internal rhymes. Anyway, above is the link to the post last week. Suffice to say for new readers, I went to World Fantasy Convention and got to... Continue Reading →