My Story

For a quarter century, unfeeling people have laughed in my face and said “no shit” when I have tried to come out as a boodagga.

I am old. I remember when web pages were either blue or gray, and The Really Important Shit on the internets was highlighted by blinking text.

I make pictures. I tell stories. Over a decade ago, I created one of the largest dyke/genderqueer sites on the planet: I have since moved on to other projects and am currently working on a novel. I’m silly as fuck and serious as hell. I’m downhome. I’m fat. I am a survivor. I will always be an outsider.

I’m happy.