Holy Shit! Representation Matters! Or, How SFF Helped Me Realize I’m Nonbinary

I can’t really tell you why I’m here saying I’m non-binary instead of saying I’m redefining cishet masculinity. One just feels more true to me than the other, and I say that with huge amounts of love and respect to everyone of all genders. —Jonathan Alexandratos, “How Geek Culture Made Me Realize I Am Non-Binary” […]

Month of Joy: A Story by Sandra Odell

Skiffy and Fanty came from stage right, banging drums and spangling spangles. “Help us celebrate our Month of Joy! Tell us what makes your heart sing!” I glared at them from the cold prison of the center spotlight. “Go away. Life is 2017, and darkness, and despair, and a sucking miasma of hate and lousy […]

Month of Joy: A Few of my Joyful Things by Kay Kenyon

1. That feeling when I’ve done a good day’s work and I’m going to bed early with a good book that I have already started reading and so I know it’s a good book, unlike brand new reads that may disappoint me and then I have to find a new one and my evening routine […]

Month of Joy: The Love of My Life by J.A. Pitts

My friends over at the Skiffy and Fanty show are celebrating a new web site and a new year with a month of joy. To do this, they are publishing an essay almost every day in January. I love the show and think this is a wonderful experiment. I’m honored that they asked me to […]

Month of Joy: On Joy by James L. Sutter

When Skiffy and Fanty invited me to write a post about what brings me joy, I knew immediately that I needed to write about my wife, Margo. “Oh great,” you’re thinking. “Another generic, maudlin post about how much somebody loves their spouse.” Well, not exactly. See, eight years ago, Margo got really sick. When the two […]

Adventures in SF Parenting: Kids and their YouTubez

Recently, I realized that I am no longer relevant.  This was not something that I thought would happen to me at the tender age of 35, but I don’t really get a say in the matter.  It is also possible that I wouldn’t have realized this for another decade had I not had children at […]