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In Memory | Middle Aged Queer Mom
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Middle Aged Queer Mom. October 24, 2010. Joanne and Me 1970. Today is the fifteenth anniversary of the death of my first wife. As I write these words, I feel a kind of stunned disbelief- how could she have been dead so long? And yet it also feels much longer- all the kids are grown, or nearly so, I have been married to Deb now for going on 12 years, and, face it, I look A LOT OLDER! Once again, I’d like to say we lived happily ever after but, hey, now it was the early 70’s! Lesbians just weren’t doing th...
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Margo, darling: March 2005
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Little Miss Fire and Music. Thursday, March 31, 2005. So this students wanders in to the first day of my diva course, a course that has been full for over a month, and from which I've turned away a few last-minute students. The room is uncomfortably full, the weather has suddenly turned balmy, and the building is still operating as though it were winter. I stop mid-sentence, look at him, say "are you registered? NO way. I write back:. I was under the impression that you weren't interested in taking the c...
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Slaves of Academe: Where I Am From
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Where I Am From. This past week an academic gathering brought me back to San Francisco, and California, for the first time in three years. The conference passed in a blur, due to a number of different reasons, but did make me think I should probably learn to schmooze a bit more, or at least a bit more effectively. I was joined by the fabulous La Vickstrix, who like the colonial Doña. Wasn’t I provocative? Then we went to lunch, and the thread was lost in a scallop salad. But after the first day I decampe...
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Slaves of Academe: Oso Writes a Self-Assessment
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Oso Writes a Self-Assessment. In short order, I woke up from my honey-coloured dream of lazy summertime barbeques and short pants and sultry Big Eastern City days and nights with Mr. Gordo to discover several outstanding bill collectors on the phone: a conference paper due forthwith (like yesterday! Working hard,” followed by the sound of a stream of smoke blown into the telephone mouthpiece. As most academics would tell you, the stereotype bears little relationship to the reality of most tenur...Of meet...
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Slaves of Academe: The Year of Magical Thinking
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The Year of Magical Thinking. Such patterns have haunted me, strange coincidences that brought together the narrative threads of a disastrous year: a long and difficult break-up, a fellowship year that was not. Is the scar tissue that remains: thickening, constraining, disfiguring. With strangers and acquaintances, hours spent too much. And a return to the material world. Not me, I hope, and hopefully not you either. Wed Jul 30, 12:23:00 AM. You are strong and beautiful and you will get through it. You d...
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Margo, darling: As promised
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Little Miss Fire and Music. Monday, August 04, 2008. If you're not already a reader, my GF, Sfrajett. Has a thoughtful, detailed account of the birth. I love her writing and am so happy to have her account on hand, since all I really remember is the darkness of the room, the interminable ticking of the clock, and how sick I was of Brothers and Sisters. After I had finished an entire dvd's worth of shows. Stupid pretty people. Also, my link to Luches didn't work in the last post. Try this. If I could be a...
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Slaves of Academe: On the Morning After Turning Forty
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On the Morning After Turning Forty. I’m just a girl with my head screwed on. I’m just a girl with a smoking gun. Only by bringing my mouth into a wide, clown-like grin do I approximate conventional happiness, of a mildly insane sort. Tired with the effort, I let my face fall, resuming its somber sobriety, the battle scars of all the good times. Though I am alive now. I don't know.). And God, I love and miss your writing. Mon Nov 24, 06:26:00 AM. I miss walking around the lake. "Am I pretty? I hope that I...
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Slaves of Academe: Who Is She? Who Was She? Who Does She Hope to Be?
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Who Does She Hope to Be? But also, I guess, Plus fait douceur que violence. We both behaved ourselves, but had a “Chile! 8221; moment afterwards, to much giggling. This brunch with its hand-wringing over role models, as well as a recent post over at Centre of Gravitas. On the kerkuffle over Brokeback Mountain. And Boys in the Band. The positive representations of Jeffrey. Struck me as flat and lifeless (I am also thinking of the Chicano/Latino film Mi Familia/My Family. Ironically, also directed by Fried...
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Slaves of Academe: Classroom Notes: Embarrassment of Riches
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Classroom Notes: Embarrassment of Riches. Yet, there are students who work with me, setting boundaries and returning us to relevant questions. We are all working together, in tandem, to create the space that we need to actually talk in depth about race. And it is working. I have done this before, but when it actually comes together, it can seem like a miracle. Mon Feb 09, 10:11:00 AM. It seems to me that race and ethnic studies are at a moment of new interest and attention. Enjoy the ride. Confessions of...
