Ask Me Anything

After I let off a little steam in my rant yesterday, I got to thinking more about an idea a friend put in my head, about how I reach more people through those I talk to in the form of a ripple effect.  It sounds good on paper, doesn’t it?  Thing is, it works even better than it sounds.  Word of mouth is still the best advertisement.  Why else would social media be a thing?  If there’s one thing we humans love to do, it’s talk.  And we’re curious by nature, assuming our time in school hasn’t beaten that out of us.

So here’s what I’ve been thinking.  From the outside looking in, I’m not exactly the picture of society’s “normal.”  I know, I know… what is normal?  It’s on the Venn diagram between whatever you’re used to and what most other people around you seem to be, which is also a matter of perception.  Not everyone uses the same diagram for just that reason, and I don’t appear even in my own.  Being unusual these days is a mark of distinction for some, and it’s a mark of concern for others.  Let’s just put some cards on the table, shall we?  I’m transgender, I’m pagan, I have zero use for pumpkins (or any other squash) as a food or flavoring, and I didn’t much care for Harry Potter.  Unless you run in or around these circles, I’m a bit of a weirdo.

I’ve got this old blog project that hasn’t seen much movement recently because, let’s face it, people tend to read blog posts via feeds instead of pages, so things get buried.  For some reason that I always find both flattering and somewhat odd, some new people have started following me since last I mentioned this was even an option (hello and welcome, new readers!).  The project is called Reader Requests.  It’s exactly what it sounds like: it’s your opportunity to ask me questions about pretty much anything that’s on your mind… within reason, of course.  The idea is to demystify things so that they’re perhaps a little easier to accept or at least tolerate.  The world’s a pretty divided place right now, and it seems like the more progress we make, the more the hatemongers push back.  I don’t want to be a part of that cycle.  I can’t sustain enough negative energy to get in people’s faces and scream all day.  And I’ve got a bit of a sore throat today from my soapbox yesterday.  Funny how that works.

I don’t pretend to have a lot of answers, but I can offer my own personal perspectives and make things perhaps a bit less scary or strange.  Or maybe I’ll make it worse.  Hard to say how or when a train wreck will unfold.  Likewise, if I’ve offended you on something (odds are good that’s happened), this is your chance to stick it to me and make me dig my hole even deeper explain myself.  Or maybe… just maybe… this will encourage people to talk to one another.  Maybe some of you will end up conversing with each other.  See, it’s less of a bully pulpit for me and more of a round table discussion among friends.  Wacky idea, right?  I love wacky ideas.

Here’s how it works.

Option 1: ask your question(s) in the comments section below.  For those who don’t know, comments on this site are moderated to further eliminate spam traffic.

Option 2: shimmy over to my contact page and ask your question directly via email.

When asking your question via email, please let me know if you’d be good with me posting your question on a blog post, and let me know if you’d want me to post your name or remain anonymous.  Either way is good with me.  I can also just respond directly to your email as well, and you can avoid being part of the blog circus.  If you post a comment, I’ll assume you’re part of the show.

There’s no time limit to this.  Maybe you have a friend of a sister’s cousin’s friend with a question that comes up months from now that you think might be worth putting out here.  Go for it.

I don’t say it nearly enough, but thank you for reading and for putting up with me, in whatever state of disarray you find me.  I turn the floor over to you.

22 thoughts on “Ask Me Anything

    • Oooh, good questions. Most would go straight for Hound of the Baskervilles, but that’s my #2 slot. My favorite is A Scandal in Bohemia. Irene Adler for the win. I certainly enjoy the cast in the Downey films, but I think Guy Ritchie focused too much on the drugs and physical fighting skills. Granted, he’s one “auteur” directors that thinks he has to spin everything to make it relevant, but it’s just not necessary where Holmes is concerned. Points for the attempt. But I’ll stick with Jeremy Brett or Peter Cushing.

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  1. I like you idea behind this post of opening up the conversation.

    As the nights over here are drawing in again and winter is approaching and our Sherlock Holmes buddy read is heading towards its final problem (;D I know you know what I did there. I had to. You know that.), I have a question also: which two operas should I put on the list for the first return to “coin toss opera night”?

    :D

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  2. I love this idea – it’s bold, brave and I think it’s going to do some good things for you. *passes the coffee and sits back to see what comes up…*

    I’ll throw this out there… You’ve got eclectic and esoteric taste in reading. What’s a good hook for you?

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  3. How old were you when you realized you were a woman in a man’s body, did you have any surgeries and when? I really wanted to ask these questions to the transgenders that I issued gender reassignment DLs to but, I didn’t have time nor could I due to privacy laws & government employee status.

    I despise hospitals & surgeries as I have four surgeries & seven teeth removed.

    Thank you, in advance…

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    • The first ideas were at ages 4, 5, and 6. Age 4 was my first angelic encounter. Ages 5 and 6 respectively, I was drawn to Lt. Ilia in Star Trek: The Motion Picture and to Princess Leia in The Empire Strikes Back. Had no real idea why, but I fixed on them. I questioned enough to know I needed to keep it hidden based on reactions to little things from those around me. I don’t know when exactly I figured it out due to constant denial, but the undeniable hammer drop came down while The Little Mermaid was in theater at age 15. Panic ensued, but I couldn’t hide from myself any longer. I’ve remained under the radar and in hiding ever since, nurturing what I could, where I could. No surgeries, as you’d expect with that scenario. Growing up in the country as I did, the smallest hint of being trans would get me shot in the face or far worse. I finally came out to one person a year ago, then slowly started telling my closest friends and ultimately made the big reveal here online in May, which is the only place I really live out loud. My family and coworkers still don’t have a clue.

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      • I can’t even begin to imagine having to hide that much of yourself from everyone…for 40+ years (I’ve got eight years on you). I am so sorry.

        I imagine that surgeries & hormones can be expensive. But, I have been witness, several times, to the outcomes. Hormones are neat little things. I know. Two of my four surgeries were a hysterectomy in 2003 & an oophorectomy in 2006. I am very close to being genderless. I take hormones to stave off way-too-early menopause.

        No family member would handle it, well?

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        • You know the old saying about how fascism will come to America wrapped in the flag and brandishing a cross? That’s my family in a nutshell. Magnify that across state lines and rural expectations of normality. I tell them I’m atheist to stop the Inquisition. Dad worried once I might be gay. Once. I told him was about as asexual as they come, and that shut him up. Fact is, I’m pansexual and pantheist, but my bodily energies account for neither one, and you can’t explain this to people who think climate change is a liberal conspiracy. I’m just thankful I had the foresight to stay hidden.

          See, I can’t imagine all your surgeries, so you have my sympathies there. Don’t get me wrong, I imagine others for me, but I’d question it in this country. And it’s very different when you do it to stay alive. I would never say you’re genderless. This is the big point we’re trying to get across to lawmakers. Sex is between the legs; gender is between the ears. You’re all the woman you know yourself to be. No one can take that from you, no matter how hard they want to believe otherwise.

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