heroines of my dreams
NaNoWriMo 2009 Winner & 2010 Participant
Me: Undergrad with BA in Sociology and Creative Writing. Midwestern urban gal. Animal lover; fond of both dogs and cats. Writer, reader, artist experimenting in a variety of forms. Self-admitted resident of fandom and fanfiction addict. G33k and G4m3r girl.
Currently: Grad student at UMN-Twin Cities, first apartment in Minneapolis, and pursuing MA in adult education with a focus on English language learners.
See my arts/creative journal at Enchanting Muse.
Me: Undergrad with BA in Sociology and Creative Writing. Midwestern urban gal. Animal lover; fond of both dogs and cats. Writer, reader, artist experimenting in a variety of forms. Self-admitted resident of fandom and fanfiction addict. G33k and G4m3r girl.
Currently: Grad student at UMN-Twin Cities, first apartment in Minneapolis, and pursuing MA in adult education with a focus on English language learners.
See my arts/creative journal at Enchanting Muse.
If your wacky son brings a boy home for dinner after play practice and you two are joking while you do the dishes and he says to you “Hey Ma, so… I’m not gay, but my boyfriend is!” and then you laugh and muss his hair and in the living room your husband shows your son’s boyfriend his model ships, then your son is probably gay, though he might be bisexual, so be careful about labeling.
Great article! Made me grin while making an important point.
