Being An Autistic Activist: On Ableism, Subtext and Good Faith

I never wanted to be an activist. Sure, I like standing up for people. I never got the kind of help I needed when I was a kid, so I try to help others where I can. I react to injustice because I think that's what everybody should do. Activist, though? Given the chance, I'd … Continue reading Being An Autistic Activist: On Ableism, Subtext and Good Faith →

ARC Review: Goddess of the Hunt by Shelby Eileen

I was lucky enough to get access to an advance reading copy of Shelby Eileen's upcoming poetry chapbook 'Goddess of the Hunt', a poetic treatment of aromantic-asexual Artemis. (I've reviewed some of Eileen's work before - read my review of Sunfish here.) I'm somebody who loves Greek mythology, so the premise of this chapbook already … Continue reading ARC Review: Goddess of the Hunt by Shelby Eileen →

Review: Of Echoes Born by ‘Nathan Burgoine

Oh man. Oh MAN. So - I love short stories. They're wonderful to rea to master, and the best ones leave you just wanting more. Interconnected short stories are even better. Stories that share a few characters here and there, similar themes, trickling with the slow realization that this is really all the same story, told … Continue reading Review: Of Echoes Born by ‘Nathan Burgoine →

Review: Clockwork Canada, ed. Dominik Parisien

This review is a few years old, and was originally posted on my Tumblr blog. It's being reposted here with no modification, but my feelings towards the book remain the same. Steampunk is one of those aesthetics and settings I’ve always loved, but never quite been in love with. It wasn’t steampunk itself - it was the … Continue reading Review: Clockwork Canada, ed. Dominik Parisien →

Ghosts in Quicksilver: Chapter Twenty: Heartbeats Between the Match and the Fire

Thank you once more to J. Deo (@JDeoWrites) for their fantastic sensitivity reading! TW: violence, threats towards a child, sexual harassment, emotional abuse, attack on/near a place of worship, trauma, reality distortion I opened the gurdwara doors with both hands, walk turning into a march across the asphalt as I approached her. My feet ached … Continue reading Ghosts in Quicksilver: Chapter Twenty: Heartbeats Between the Match and the Fire →