Monday, 7 December 2015

In Other News: About Me, Writing And Sexuality

I already have a new story idea. It might come down to nothing, but I want to write something resembling my own experiences this autumn, in a very specific aspect. The past months, I've spent a lot of time learning about sexual minorities and the LGBT+ community, as well as my own place in it. It has been an interesting ride, and timing-wise collided with me getting used to the idea that a friend of mine is trans. I'm so OK with them being trans but it took some time to learn to use their new name and start to think of them as a guy. (I'm going with 'they' because I'm not sure which pronoun would be appropriate or how they wish to be called. Finnish only has one, gender-neutral pronoun. So much easier that way.)

The whole concept of the LGBT+ community has been somewhat blurred to me for years. Who can claim to be a part of it? How do I know if I'm actually bi if I haven't ever dated anyone; do I just think I'm bi, and is that enough? And am I, in fact, bi at all? How do I fit in, am I accepted?

These are all questions I've been asking myself for some time now. This autumn three places on the internet have helped me to understand the community as well as myself a lot better. They are as follows:

  • Gay YA is a blog and a website about LGBTQIA people in young adult literature. I came across them during bisexual awareness week and since then, they have also participated in asexual awareness week and trans awareness week. I've learned so much and read so many important and intelligent posts.
  • Quilt Magazine is a site for LGBT+ representation. They also have very good articles regarding the community.
  • Morgan York's blog post has probably been the single most effective thing. More on that next.
In her long but thoroughly interesting post Morgan York talks about gender identity, sexual identity and how everyone should be welcomed to the LGBT+ community without questioning their right to be there. She also explains some of the terminology that had previously been unclear to me and she had a huge impact on how I see myself as a part of the community.

For years, I had identified as bisexual. As I said, I haven't dated anyone ever, but I've been interested in and attracted to more than one gender. Still, I wasn't sure if I truly fell into the LGBT+ spectrum and I often thought of myself more as an ally. Why was that? I didn't think I was bi enough, or something. First thing I learned from Morgan York's post, that changed my way of thinking: I am definitely enough. No one can tell me otherwise.

I always thought I was bisexual because that was the term I was familiar with. But as the Gay YA and Morgan York invaded my life, I learned a new term: pansexual. It means a person who can be attracted to men, women, and other people of other genders or with no gender at all. First I rejected this; I had claimed the label bisexual and I was familiar with it. The more I thought about it, though, the more I felt that pan is actually what I am. I'm interested in people. Cute people, intelligent people, all sorts of people and I don't care where they fall on the gender spectrum.

Slowly but steadily I have claimed my newly-found label and started to like it. I feel comfortable in my own skin and head and a little giddy because I have met the nicest and cutest person (who probably is waay ot of my reach for multiple reasons, but who cares.) All the awareness weeks have certainly made me very aware and taught me a lot of new terminology and other super interesting things. My trans friend gets to start their process in the spring and I'm so happy for them.

All this has come down to one thing: I want to write about it. About taking the first steps into the community, about finding out things about yourself, about falling for someone and about wrapping your head around the fact that your friend is still the same person but how awesome they are because they had the guts to come out to you and a bunch of other friends.

I want to do it well, too. I want to avoid any problematic narratives and ways of thinking. This is what scares me a bit: I've read a ton of material on why this and that is problematic, and while I feel smarter now, I'm also afraid of doing just the wrong thing anyway. I want to do it and I want to do it right. There's little point in writing queer representation if I just make myself part of another problem.

But yeah. This is a story idea I'm rolling around in my head right now. If I get it written at some point, I'll probably post it here. I really wish that will happen. Also, if there's something inaccurate in this post or the story, please let me know. I'm still fairly new to all of this and might get something accidentally wrong.

No, I Didn't Mean to Leave You Hanging

I'm so sorry for my lack of updates since reaching 25,000 words. It's just been such a carousel around here.

First things first: I did win NaNoWriMo! My final wordcount was 55,563 and my book isn't finished yet. Sadly, I haven't had time write the final scenes, but I have them played out in my head so it shouldn't be too much of an effort to put them on paper. I'm also itching to start revising already...! I love revising. I get to write new things and get rid of the bad things and polish and make everything good. Yay:)

But as I said, I haven't yet had time to even finish. Nor have I had time to write here. There is one simple reason for that: my high school graduation.

Yes. This important and happy, if tearful, event took place last Friday. I have my white cap and my diploma and a house full of roses, and it's great. It's sad, too, though. I loved my school. I still have hard time believing I was accepted in, and now I'm out already. Where did these three and a half years go?

I could go on about my melancholy and my entirely lovable friends and my party Saturday, but I guess I'm not doing that, because it really has nothing do with writing or this blog or anything. This short glimpse was just to offer an explanation as to why I haven't been online much. Arranging a party for 80 odd people takes some time and effort.

(I wanted to share a photo with you but I can't because my laptop doesn't care for communicating with other laptops in this household. I think my laptop's breaking down slowly, anyway. Time to start looking for a new one!)