I witnessed a local organization fail to be an ally to the queer community this winter–and then fail to take responsibility for the fallout for several months. I thought I'd write it, then I just didn't want to relive the drama...and then, last month in Portland, I saw an organization totally take ownership for their actions and publicly commit to doing better, and it was so inspiring.Read More
Over the Thanksgiving table, we talked more about the climate than we did about gratitude. It’s not that I’m not grateful (a gratitude practice is part of my self care habits) as much as that climate change has my attention — helped along by the Black Friday climate change report the administration hoped to hide behind all those doorbusters.
It’s easy to feel hopeless when major news like that comes out. The effects of climate change are so massive, whether that’s more of California burning or the slow starvation of polar bears, that the default reaction of most people I know is “I can’t do anything about that.”
And while it’s true that large-scale climate action is needed, that does not mean that individual actions don’t matter.Read More
I was so young when Matthew Shephard was brutally murdered, but we were all so young then.
Matthew’s murder made me feel how vulnerable it was to be different. To be queer.
I was in the closet when he died, and I wouldn’t come out for another year. But on some soul level, I knew I was gay, too. I knew it could happen to me, in another place, in another time.Read More
Coming up as writers we’re taught to write what we know, first and foremost.
So for a long time, I felt like my writing had to express certain parts of my personality and interests—those hobbies, passions, and things I knew a lot about.
That meant that when I felt great despair about things, whether it’s the refugee crisis or climate change, those topics didn’t always make it into my work because I wasn’t a subject matter expert. They sat on the sidelines.Read More