OK people, I’m back. Inktober didn’t kill me. Actually I’ve been asked so many times now to self-publish my Inktober flash fic ramblings that I’m looking to do that. But I don’t want to charge money for a very small book that only contains things that are freely available on my blog, so I’m working … Continue reading What’s long, hard and full of crude?
(It's okay to have mixed feelings about this one. I do myself, which is why I'm adding a little clarification here for those who don't know me well. This is fiction which does not represent my own views. I am not an antivaxxer. I think they are 100% wrong about the facts. But I do … Continue reading Inktober 29/10/19: Injured
Gail Simpson is, in many ways, a completely normal 32-year-old human. She has a flat, a dog, a leisure pod, a self-driving pod, an office pod and a sleep pod with inbuilt sensory entertainment. But Gail has always known she’s different. When she told her teachers she loved avian taxonomy, it was a lie. A … Continue reading Inktober 18/10/19: Misfit
(NB: this is a piece of fiction from two perspectives. I'm not interested in getting into a discussion/argument about the relative awfulness of this parent. Good? Good.) I didn’t even get her vaccinated, so it can’t have been that, but there are so many toxins in the world today - who even has a chance? … Continue reading Inktober 2/10/19: Mindless
Right! Now that I have some of these OPINIONS out of myself I can go straight back to squeeing over ink and howling at the moon. I'll just- Oh. Oh, Guardian. You're back. [Cantatrice looks at bottle of ink. Looks at article. Looks at floor. Looks back at ink. Puts ink down and wanders off … Continue reading Extremely female autism
I was a little reluctant to blog about this Guardian article because on some levels it makes me sad and I don’t want to bring any additional attention to it. I’ve also been blogging about autism a fair amount recently, when there are OH so many topics out there that I can be wildly over-opinionated about. But … Continue reading You must be this autistic to ride
Make yourself a cup of tea, buddos. This is going to be a long one. My last post examined the "not your story" issue from the position of having white privilege. Now I’m going to look at it from the position of someone who is marginalised. This isn’t going to be about male SFF writers … Continue reading Eleanor Oliphant’s story, and why it doesn’t belong to the author who wrote it.