Very introspective about labeling people from the past, people from different cultures, people from non-western contexts, but the author still includes these people even if it’s a little messy and complicated, as gender is wont to be.
I love Asako and Yuuki are so cute. I love a good mlm and wlw duo in manga (and then Maki’s just there I guess). I had to set the book down and go on a long walk after Yoshiki stabbed Hikaru. I’m so obsessed with the art style of Hikaru’s gory, swirly insides—would be SUCH a cool tattoo.
I feel like the pacing really quickened after RuPaul got his big break and skipped over a lot, but overall this was a well told memoir. I really enjoyed the narration of the audiobook since he has such a nice voice. I can see the growth in acknowledging and respecting trans people in the drag scene present in the language used in this book, which is good to see. I feel like this could have been longer, but oh well!
The metaphors for experimenting with gay smex in a close-minded country town D: God, I love this art style and want a tattoo of Hikaru going monster-mode. Major Omori vibes. They’re so cute it makes me sick!!!
This was a very brief book, but I liked the idea of taking the introductions of people from this book and pursuing more in depth biographies and writing on your own time, which the author suggested. I didn’t love the poems at the beginnings of the chapters, but I’m just not a big poetry person in general. I will have to find a physical copy so I can see the pictures!
First of all, there are some really good definitions in this book of “neurodivergent,” “neurodiversity,” “neurodiverse,” “neurotypical,” and more that I will definitely make use of for papers and presentations. I realized I’ve been referring to myself as neurodiverse when I really meant neurodivergent, which I’m glad to know, but the author made me feel so ashamed and uneducated for doing so. That’s how I felt reading a lot of this book, which reads as incredibly academic in the most pompous way. Me and my friends call each other and ourselves neurodiverse, which I don’t think is that big of a mix-up, but the author implies that it makes us sound uneducated in disability studies and that others who are more educated will judge us, which I took issue with. I also took issue with the chapter on person-first vs identity-first labeling, as it is a disabled person’s personal choice for which they use!!! There is not a right answer!!! The author took the stance that identity-first language is the only right answer and that otherwise you are ableist and autistophobic, which I disagree with. Even though I use identity-first language for myself and see validity in the arguments against person-first language, some disabled people are just going to prefer person-first language for themselves and we should respect that. I found some value in this book, but I wouldn’t recommend it to other neurodivergent people.
I loved this personal history and reckoning with trans*, gender nonconforming, and trans imaginary representation in media. The watching guide at the beginning/end of each chapter is also incredibly helpful, so I’ll have to find a physical copy and write those down ✍️ PHENOMENAL audiobook narration from Tre’vell!!!
This graphic novel is so cool!! I love this reimagining of Aliceas an Indigenous nonbinary child. The art style and story were incredible, and I'm obsessed with the lines: "Who are you? A little boy? A girl?" "A gamer."
An excellent little book that’s very intersectional in terms of race and class in its history of trans-femininity. I thought the distinction the author makes between today’s definition of transgender and how it’s anachronistic to apply it to historical figures who called themselves street queens, drag queens, transvestites, feminine gay men, and more was well done, providing definitions and giving examples of the blurriness of gender and labels. There obviously isn’t really a clear answer to this since these people can’t speak for themselves, but the author does a good way of challenging how people assign labels to groups of people in order to paint them as martyrs or victims, such as referring to the street queens from Compton’s Cafeteria Riot, Cooper’s Donuts, and Stonewall broadly in terms like “trans women of color” to make these people’s gender expression more palatable or understandable to today’s audience, regardless of how they would have realistically identified themselves. Language is a tricky business for historical LGBTQIA+ people, and this book really highlights that. I think it’s really interesting how trans feminine people in history referred to themselves in multiple and sometimes contradictory ways, and how class and race inform that! Additionally, the author makes clear that not everyone from non-western cultures is “trans” just because western audiences view them that way or see similarities in gender expression, such as hijras and travestis, which is definitely something I saw come up when Monkeyman came out and people referred to the hijras in the film as transgender. Also makes me think of Joshua Whitehead having to turn down an award for transgender literature because he is 2 Spirit and does not identify as trans, and there was some confusion on that by the people who gave him the award. The way this book delves into how people who don’t identify as trans can still experience trans misogyny if they’re perceived as trans feminine was also super interesting. I had no idea that bell hooks and Judith butler wrote those pieces on Venus Xtravanga after Paris is Burning came out, deep-diving into the few clips of her from the documentary and trying to problematize her dreams of domesticity?? And right after she was murdered too?? Like have some fucking respect and leave her alone. Overall this was an excellent refresher of my trans studies class. Loved the Tourmaline shout-out also!
The narrative style was so weird and raunchy to me, and I haven't read an epistolary novel quite like this before. There are a lot of horrible prejudiced and outdated terms and statements made in this book, but it's written so well...UGH. That page that's a love letter to J. since Danny thinks he's going to die is one of the most beautiful love confessions I've ever read...I don't know what the fuck happened in this book, but it hit me hard. And that ending, damn.