#LGBTQIA writer

[madrabbitsociety]

07/15/2023 Pinned Post

After writing seven novellas and publishing them on Amazon last year, I decided I was going to take a break from writing original stuff and work solely on the WIP I have on Ao3 because fanfiction is my love, my calling and it brings me so much joy. 

And then I got cast as Dr. John Watson in a local community theater play and all thoughts have now exited my brain. This is my entire personality. I have dreamed of playing Watson in a play for over a decade, if I’m being honest, and I thought because I am AFAB that I’d never get the chance. I’m so happy. Rehearsals are an hour away from where I live, though, and I’ve had a lot of car trouble, so I’m linking my Ko-Fi again in case anyone wants to buy me dinner or a coffee or contribute to my gas fund. 

Due to the financial struggle, I’m still in that same unsafe living situation. I really don’t know what to do. Rent is high, I don’t get paid enough to rent anyway. It’s a real struggle. Writing and acting give me something to look forward to and a positive creative outlet (reasons to breathe, honestly), so bear with me if I’m not writing as much fanfic as I used to. I’ll be back. I just gotta do this thing first. 

In addition to being Avery Morstan or Mad Rabbit Society on Insta and TikTok, I also do still post to my YouTube channel if anyone wants to watch sewing vlogs and thrift hauls. And yes, all the bolded words are hopefully the correct links, lol. 

A quick note about my original ‘books’: They are probably more of a Novella or Novelette. Each book is only about 15-20,000 words. I also try to focus the conflicts elsewhere- I’m very tired of the stress that miscommunication and the ‘third act break-up’ brings, so I attempt to keep these books moving but without those kinds of stressors. I call them Lo-fi romance. Chill reading. Good for vacations or over stressed brains. 

Also, another note on the original works: I think I’m going to take a brief break from romance and do a mini-cozy fantasy series this fall, so look for that to come out soon, too. 

[lou-wilham]

Just a quick note from your friendly neighborhood bookworm/indie author

if you use kindle for the majority of your library, they will be shutting down the function that allows you to download your files and transfer them via USB on the 26th of February. Which doesn't sound like a huge deal, but this also means that if a book is taken off Amazon for any reason—like it being banned—they can scrape it off your kindle as well. So maybe backup your library?

Edit: as an indie author I feel like I should make a small note that this is not an excuse to say “fuck Amazon I’ll just pirate my books”. Please don’t do that. No one’s reaction so far has been that but I’m begging you not to react that way. That doesn’t hurt Amazon it hurts authors.

Some alternatives are

- check and see if the author sells their books on other marketplaces. Hint: any not enlisted on Ku are probably wide

- check your library. If they’re not at your library request them.

- if all else fails, reach out to the author. I have 100% hunted down a way for my book to be available to a reader that couldn’t access it for whatever reason. And I’d do it again.

Just for the love of 🧀 don’t pirate them.

[gor3sigil]

A cis woman tells me that maybe she should transition to gain male privilege as I'm recovering from getting beaten up in the men's bathrooms.

I tell her to be my guest and give me a call when she gets her jaw broken, I always carry a first aid kit and a pepper spray.

She calls me a misogynistic asshole.

A cis man tells me that he'd sure love some T.

Gave him my prescription and best of luck with the constant shortages and getting denied.

He calls me a pussy.

I'm fighting for my life and reproductive rights. I get told to get off women's fights, that it's not about me, like I shed my womb after my first T shot.

I search for support groups for SA victims, and I'm stuck in the same “women/NBs only”. Still shooting my shot, send an application. I introduce myself. Never get a call back.

I go to a trans night. Say I go by he/him. Get told back “yeah, that's how we all start !” by a trans woman. I'm too exhausted, I get up and I leave.

I hang out with my friends, one of them drunkenly says masculinity is a prison we must learn to escape. She gets rows of applause. Back to drinking alone.

Yes I could explain it. But who'd you rather be ? A delusional girl or a man made threat ?Or it could be better, I could just not exist ! And we'd bleach my corpse and I'd become a casualty. Not an F, ot an M, a W for Wound and for Wrong.

I put a candle on a single cupcake, 2 years on HRT. I blow it in the dark. Curtains closed like casket.

[jeobrala]

“I’m a writer” I mumble to myself as I type “what defines a war crime” into the google search bar

[animentality]

"why does everything have to be gay with you-?"

because for the first 20 years of my life everything had to be fucking straight so I have to even it out.

[icaruswithwingsofwater]

Big things are coming! Stay tuned for brand new writing, info, and updates! For those of you who have known for me years you know my writing, but many of you will be new to it! I’m excited to reach such a wonderful audience and get this stuff out there.

I look forward to getting to know you all better. Just know things do get better.

From my heart to my wings,

Katherine Wanderer)

(Kate 💙)

[neverlest]

[maetheacolyte]

Hi local chronically ill bisexual butch here! My parents are divorcing and my father is probably going to disown me and my sister who is too disabled to work. I truly don't know what to do anymore. I'm chronically ill+exhausted and still unemployed there is no way for me to help her financially without any mutual 4id pls boost this if u can. The survival fund is going mostly towards bills, medication, doctor visits etc. I'm so so tired its indescribable I've been crowdfunding on and on for years and I never my make my bigger goals.

If I did even once me and my sister would have been set for a while and I would be able to live stress free. I can't take this anymore from long covid fucking me up to her becoming disabled because of medical negligence to my abusive parents to struggling to move away to having to drop out after one semester because I got permanent cardiological issues after covid to always being rejected from jobs I can't take it I can't I'm losing my mind. these were truly horrible four years. I'm sorry for being annoying I don't see any other way anymore so I'm going to keep posting about this. Please share or dnate I'm begging you.

Also I know it says on my k0fi I'm at 17% but Im not most of that money was used a while ago this is where I'm at rn

250/6000€

[briannapastorpoetry]

a poem from the poetry collection, 'Good Grief' by Brianna Pastor. Available here and wherever books are sold.

[hatterpillar-author]

"i am a writer" i whisper as i use the word 'abhorrent' in a petty text to describe my dismay at seeing a speck of dirt on the carpet

[lou-wilham]

So writers joke a lot about "drinking the tears of our readers", but I want to be so honest with you when I tell you that making you cry isn't our real goal. Making you feel is.

Kicking your feet? Giggling? Can't stop smiling? And yes, crying? Feeling anything, everything. That's our goal. That means we did The Job.

[gor3sigil]

In 2021, my country debated on a law to open medically assisted procreation to women couples and single mothers. When it was debated we asked for it to broaden the conditions to include trans men and transmascs since the only mention of women excluded whose who had changed their gender markers.

We were consistently told by cis and trans women alike to stop making reproductive rights about men, that it was their fight.

The law passed. And we celebrated, and they celebrated, and we held back tears, we'd never be fathers.

In 2024, my country debated on putting abortion in the constitution.

The minister of families received 2 renowned TERFs and tried to change the law go forbid professionnals to refuse an abortion to "women", so trans men whose gender markers were changed could be denied. And we fought, and we fought for the definition to be changed and we won, and we celebrated in

Deafening silence.

“If men could be pregnant it’d be in the constitution already !”

If only you knew.

After I got assaulted, I wanted to take a self defense lesson.

They were “cis and trans women only”, because a man like me shouldn't know how to hit. I went to the gym and I punched a dummy until my knuckles turned purple.

I got a sleep exam. Under anesthesia, the doctor asked me if he should say “sir or ma’am”. I’m tied up on the bed. I asked him to say “sir”. He tells me “I guessed so, you’re such a pretty boy” and he stroke my arm. I want to scream and cry. When I recall the scene to people I'm stealth with, they say I just dreamed, he wouldn't do that, I'm a man. I'm a hysterical woman with extra steps.

I catter to my wounds alone and I wonder

If I got to the point of being hatecrimed

If people would argue on my grave

For it to be called

A feminicide.

[charliejaneanders]

Writing any kind of story is a scary proposition, especially if it deals with personal stuff. And writing about trans people during a bogus moral panic is especially daunting -- it's easy to either pull your punches, or feel as though the burden of good trans representation weighs on your shoulders. The good news is that we are living during a time of extreme riches when it comes to trans stories, and a ton of wonderful authors are writing trans tales that defy categorization and bust through boundaries. So please write the story that speaks to you, the story that only you can tell about your own obsessions and dreams. It can be scary or funny or comforting or escapist, or all of the above — don't worry that what you write will be singled out as the One True Trans Story, or seen as a representation of all trans people. Just write your story.

Writing Trans Stories For Fun (and Liberation) --- My latest newsletter!

[brandyschillace]

I grew up as the weird (autistic) goth kid who spent a lot of time in graveyards. I didn’t have friends. So I invented them. That’s why I’m an author, I think. I crafted worlds full of wondrous diversity, quirky characters, peculiar souls. I knitted them into families. I often felt at home when I read; the work of Neil Gaiman, of Terry Pratchett, of Ursula Le Guin, of Terry Brooks… My fiction is meant to be participatory too. When you read it, you should feel like you came home and friends were waiting to greet you.

Maybe in a really cool graveyard—like this one at Scone Castle.