There's something I've been thinking a lot recently, about how lesbianism is truly a unique sexual orientation even among other minority ones, and how that affects our art and writing that should be about self-expression. Lesbians are so far in the margins, being first women, then a minority of women by being same-sex attracted, and then a minority of those ssa women by being exclusively ssa. That's not even mentioning other factors that might intersect, such as race or ability. This can leave us feeling isolated and scrambling for support and allies, and in my opinion, one can compromise too much while struggling to be understood, and even lose important parts of yourself in the quest for solidarity and inclusivity.
So, what I want to say to my fellow lesbian writers and artists:
Be bold.
Be honest.
Be unapologetic.
Question your motives and biases again to make sure you're not holding yourself back. Don't let yourself become your own lesbophobic call-out-poster or a narrowminded critic. Don't chew up your ideas, opinions and creativity just so some hypothetical audience would have easier time swallowing it.
Don't shrink back and lie to make your art appeal to others. Dare to prefer women and lesbians. Dare to put lesbians first. Dare to center lesbians. Dare to center lesbians like you and focus on topics that are important to you.
Personally for me becoming the loud and self-centered lesbian writer has meant that I've started to write lesbian/lesbian couples without feeling the need to "be fair" in terms of representation. I've started to write about explicitly homosexual experiences, where women love women not "despite their sex" but because of it, and are sure and happy about that.
I no longer cloak lesbian sexuality in "soft sapphic vibes" or leave it without a clear definition. I've started to exclude men from the women's stories. I've shed the need to include heterosexuals in main roles, even other women.
I started to exclude hyper feminine tropes just because I don't like them. I started writing masculine women and butches without worrying they are "too much". I create lesbian characters who are flawed, in pain, evil, complex and unlikable, and put them in thrillers and horror without worrying about crossing a line into that dreaded "too much".
I've pushed down many invisible walls by examining the ways I've people-pleased and shied away from how strong and unique the lesbian experience is.
Behind all those walls are stories I really long to tell, the kind that resonate with me, the kind I want to have in this world.
And I know no one else is going to depict lesbians like we do ourselves. No one else is going to tell our stories like we do, or paint us like we do, so let's stop wasting time pleasing others and start telling our own stories - unfiltered and proud.
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About to walk into the commune, Sam noticed someone leaving the building. "Hi, sorry to bother you. I'm Samuel Ahn from the Huntsville Daily. Do you have time to answer a few questions?"
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Nothing made Elise feel more like she was in a normal world than just going to the cafe, for that small bit of time it felt like she was in one of the movies she loved where they could still go out after dark. She grabbed her coffee and then turned to find a seat when she spotted Lavender at a table, deciding she could go for some entertainment, she sat down across from her. "Oh look, little Lilac's here," she smirked. "Has your weird mom popped back up yet? I bet all this time she actually just joined the monsters out there, maybe she even hooked up with one. She always seemed like she could be into some freaky shit."
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I know homosexuality is natural because I was born with it.
As a little girl, I in fact thought that everyone was like me; That women were with men just to make children and hang out, that everyone knew the most important person was the female best friend. I didn't know why society was seemingly made out of hetero family units - to me marrying a man and making children seemed like a huge bother and a waste of time. I actually wanted to be a nun when I grow up - up until my mom told me that women don't have to get married.
What a relief! I was only nine but I was happy to dream of my adult life I would surely spent with my very own special girl friend. Not a girlfriend - that I didn't know was possible yet - but another girl who would be my very best friend and also think the same of me.
I was only an elementary school kid back then. I didn't know about the gravity of this simple truth I carried with me. I wouldn't get my first actual crush until middle school.
But I knew that this was me and my feelings, as natural as how I liked nature and animals and fantasy novels and cartoons and bike rides and building snow fortresses and playing in the garden.
That's how loving other girls began for me. Along with everything else, no more odd, no less wonderful.
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they would watch from a distance until they saw someone that they thought would either be a fun time or good conversation when they came into the club. to them it had been slow so far so they figured that until it got a little busier they could have a drink at the bar. ❛ was the bar more interesting than the dancers ? ❜ she asked as she took a seat next to them , not asking if it was occupied or not . ❛ what are you having to drink ? ❜
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Idk where the whole "Yona hate" is even coming from. Like we must have different social circles because every sidlink fan I've talked to (myself included) is either A. Disappointed or B. Poly shipping them all because why not which honestly? Both are valid. I've yet to see any hate. Critcism I've seen on her character, but not hate.
And definitely not shipping wars. Holy balls, guys, I was part of the Hetalia fandom in 2011/2012. THOSE were shipping wars. I started shippinng in like 2006 or so and man the fanfiction was absolutely bananas. Inuyasha fans literally feral then over Kagome vs Kikyo.
Like holy shit. This stuff is tame compared to what I've witnessed. Stop making mountains of molehills. Bring 'er down to like a four, antis, because you're at an eleven when you got no need to be.
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NEXT Part
I gave Mr. Linden a plant! :V
Another past occurrence, this time on a more serious note. There will be a continuation soon.
I’m thinking of calling this series Linden Roots, or something like that. (Lindens are a kind of tree, by the way)
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