On Tuesday, I woke up near tears. I looked through pictures of my mother, grandmothers, and great grandmothers. I read about a boy with Cerebral Palsy being bullied and kicked out of a Trump rally and then the tears came. But most of the day I spent in excitement. I read Pantsuit Nation posts on facebook. I made this post about YA authors and voting. Totally blissed out, even having the end tail of the stomach flu wasn’t getting me down.
On Tuesday, I put on my The Future Is Female t-shirt. I wore pearls and red lipstick to vote. On the way home from the polls, my roommate and I bought champagne. We drank a small toast (stomach flu be damned!) when we got home and saved the rest of the bottle for later. I think it’s still sitting in the fridge. Continue reading “On Tuesday”
Mostly, I write about young adult books. I read them. I write them. I love them, and I love to blog about them. But sometimes I feel so GRRRRR about something, that I have to vent. I don’t think it’s will be a surprise to most of my few readers that I’m supporting Hillary in the upcoming election. In fact, I used the threat of Donald Trump to motivate me through writing my third draft/masters thesis last semester. It was incredibly effective. Smarter, more expert people have been talking about the vile audio recording of Trump released on Friday. I don’t need to add my two cents in about that one. But when Fifty Shades of Grey was invoked to justify and excuse his actions…that’s when the GRRRRR feeling got out of control. Continue reading “Don’t Create a False Equivalency between the Donald Trump Video & Fifty Shades of Grey”