I worry that my voice adds a lot. It’s a problem I had a lot in writing workshops, that no one could understand what I was saying until they heard me read it, which is why I think podcasting makes sense for me. But you might prefer to read 60 pages of screenplay instead. Why… Continue reading Episode 2 – Some Achieve Gender Transcript
It has come to my attention that many people don’t actually listen to podcasts, but maybe want to experience their content, so I’m going to try to make these available in tandem with my episodes, since I have them anyway. I apologize that I haven’t put much extra effort into these. They are the document… Continue reading Episode 1: A Tingly Numbness Transcript
Why don’t you try solving all your problems? Why even have problems in the first place? It’s all about ableism this week, and LiA has the flu. She recorded a podcast anyway, just to prove what willpower can do. All the doctors say it works, and they went to school a long time.
This week, LiA is joined by special guest Michael Abbott to discuss gender dysphoria. Michael Abbott doesn’t know anything, and has dumb opinions, and why would anyone revive him just to mock him? What a dumb idea.
You’re modern. You are media-savvy and hardened by the drama you’ve come to depend on to compensate for the lack of direction in your own life. You have a few feelings left though. Humiliation maybe? Guilt? You’re still determined to be nice to the people around you, and there must be a feeling in there somewhere. Maybe there’s no sound more terrifying than someone else’s laughter, maybe you want to care, and that’s your problem. Maybe someone cares about you. Wouldn’t that be the worst?
Jamie rarely went out with her friends, as they and she were equally broke, but the day of her eviction seemed a special occasion. She ordered lobster for everyone, on her. She saw no reason to hold back. “My friends!” She said, clinking her champagne glass. “My wonderful friends. Starting tomorrow, I am homeless, jobless,… Continue reading Parallel
The waiting room was furnished well enough, considering the circumstances. Despite the man with the cigar’s reassurances, Jeanine did not feel safe in this otherwise sterile facility. She did not remember being abducted, nor did she remember changing into this blue jumpsuit. She couldn’t imagine that she chose it of her own free will. No… Continue reading Quanta
Tracy woke up early, before sunrise. Tom had assured her they could leave at dawn, and she waited for the first sliver of sun as a sprinter waits for the crack of a pistol. She tiptoed down the stairs, arms wrapped around suitcases, and gently deposited them by the door. When morning came, she would… Continue reading Reunion (part 10)
As much as she loathed his family, in the interest of peace, love and calenders, Tracy consented to a week in their moldy old mansion with their moldy old selves. Thomas assured her that they would be on their best behavior for the holiday season, and though she didn’t believe that he had any control… Continue reading Reunion part 1
Between the electronic murmurs of medicinal apparatuses, Sandy heard the sound of her own heartbeat. It was not in sync with any of the other noises, nor did it seem to belong to her, but she felt it vibrate across her chest, deeply and firmly like longing. Her grandfather’s heart seemed so shallow in comparison,… Continue reading Great