The Intersection of Diversity and Willful Ignorance

Though not the only instance where something of this nature has occurred, recently on Twitter there was an author, a woman who identifies as queer, who chose to explain to people why she felt that as a writer she could take creative liberty with facts about a transgender person’s life. As is expected, I and other people reacted with shock, anger, and dismay. I cannot speak for anyone else outside of myself, however, the chain of events that led up to this cannot be placed solely on the author, though it would be easy to scapegoat that one individual. Since the incident, I’ve taken some time to reflect and cool off a bit, rather than approach the topic with my natural reaction, which is a burning fury that anyone could believe that they have the right to erase our identities.

Dr. James Barry, the aforementioned man in question, whose life will be portrayed in the upcoming title mentioned above, presented as a man, acted as one, chose to be called one, and therefore was one. To suggest that the use of female pronouns after there is evidence of him forgoing that identity, is not only distasteful but downright disrespectful to do so. It appalls me that a publishing company or author felt that this was the right course of action to take when it has been made wholly clear that were he alive today, James Barry would be downright indignant at the slight of being misgendered, regardless of the reason for it.

As for what this means for the transgender community at large, I believe it bespeaks a willingness from a publishing giant to underutilize resources to accurately portray an individual who was, in fact, the opposite of what the author they have contracted claims. That others defend her flagrant disregard in the wake of scrutiny from transgender people is also troublesome at best, and terrifying at worst, because people who would know better than someone who is not trans should be listened to, right? One would think so at least.

This whole event is only one case of many though where a writer portraying a person unlike them has taken the story into their own hands and believed that they know better than the people they write about, despite an innumerable amount of protestations to the contrary. It is disheartening that this book was deemed worthy to be published, given that it grossly misrepresents one person to benefit another group of people, while dismissing the real fears of the group that it should actually be about.

As a writer, it is the duty of each one of us who wields the powers to craft words, however good or bad they are, to do so with a respect for those who we portray. Whether our works be about people like us or those who have a life dissimilar from ours that it would take hours, months, or years, to research to become knowledgeable about, regardless, we should do so with the care that we would wish others who write about us to take, and nothing less.

With that being said, there is a petition/open letter to get Little Brown’s attention, which I will leave linked here. Please, if you have a moment to, consider signing it. Thank you!

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Prioritizing Goals For A Successful Future

In a world of push notifications and near constant immediate gratification, it can become overwhelming, whilst in the midst of the slew of communication that appears at the forefront of our thoughts throughout each day, to remember certain events or facts. This can impact the way we approach our work loads for the year, the month, or even down to the minute. Unless one is determined to prioritize their goals, then they are more likely to be caught up in the endless waves of the all consuming ebb and flow that is life in this current decade.

How then, one might ask, with the hustle and bustle that accompanies the majority of our days, can that be done? To this, I say, there can be a variety of ways, because no two lives or people are exactly the same. Perhaps, for some, that means post it notes placed around their homes, or reminders set in phones. The point is to keep the project, or projects, in the conscious part of thought.

Each one of us have dreams that we fantasize about transitioning into reality. However, without making space for them in our day to day motions, they are most likely to be cast to the side, in favor of procrastination. It’s easy to do when there are other pressing matters in our lives, such as work, school, or family. The case can be made though, that if there is a goal we are adamant to see through to completion, then finding time in a day is crucial to our existences overall, and nothing less.

Hello… Again.

The writer of this blog wishes to state that they have a multitude of reasons as to why there has been yet another elongated absence between this post and the previous one. However, the only one that will suffice is that life met with the writer for tea once more, shook their right hand, and then took them on a quest. A journey which included, but was not limited to, massive life changes and a heaping, healthy portion of self-discovery.

With that being said, this is still an active blog. One which shall be updated in the future, on a schedule that accommodates all aspects of the writer’s life. When that is, well, that remains to be seen. However, the typist of this post can confirm that it will be before the next Haley’s Comet. At least, that is the hope.

To be continued….

 

 

Small Victories

In life, there are many times in which we can celebrate ourselves, or the accomplishments of others. There are some who believe that it’s only when we’ve “made it” that it should be a time for marking the achievements that follow. However, it takes time and effort to reach that point. It also takes a mountain of small victories to be able to launch an avalanche. So, why not start early?

No, this isn’t a post in favor of participation trophies, because I can already hear the grousing from those trouble makers in the back. You know who you are, so just please kindly slink away back to the dredges of society where you came from. Your negativity is not wanted here. Now, that we’ve got that covered, back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Making it a point to commend yourself or others for a job well done, at certain stages, is important. It creates a habit, and habits once they are started, are very hard to break. So, rather than reminding yourself of all of your shortcomings, how about celebrating for the things that really matter?

For me, personally, some days it’s simply getting out of bed. With anxiety and depression permanently poisoning my brain on an almost constant basis, it takes effort some days to merely do that. To those who do not suffer from either of those, you cannot even imagine the pain it takes to fight against the voices in your head telling you that you aren’t good enough, and that you probably never will be. From my experience, celebrating my accomplishments, even just by myself, has helped combat my mental illness immensely.

So, I am in favor of building others up, mental illness or not, because at some point there will be someone who wishes to knock you down. How far you fall may not wholly be determined by you, but how you deal in the after math can be changed by a kind word, or a sincere compliment even. I know this all too well, because it is an almost daily cycle of picking myself up again after I’ve mentally fallen. Some days, it’s harder than others, admittedly. But, the fact that I am sitting here writing this post is proof enough that I’ve been doing something right, even after all that I’ve been through. Take that for what it’s worth.

XOXO