I have the kind of body that doesn’t sleep in on the weekends. Yeah. Be jealous of my circadian rhythm. I woke up around 6, wrote for a bit, and then hit the gym.
While I was working out, my husband started waving his phone at me. Then hopped off the treadmill to show me that Biden and Harris won. I let out a whoop and clapped. (I’m weird. I’m okay with looking weird when I’m happy. Especially when there is only four other people in the entire gym on a November Saturday morning.)
A woman is Vice President elect for the first time in U. S. history.
As a queer woman with a Black, Latinx spouse and children, I’ve been in a constant state of low-key dread of ‘what’s next’ the past four years. I can breathe.
At 11, 229 words, I’m a few hundred words behind on my word count for NaNoWriMo, but I’m going to join some sprints this evening and knock those out.
Tammy loves to build worlds with words, exploring themes the effect of diaspora on the generations born elsewhere than their ancestors with the backdrop of tech or magic and dragons (sometimes both). These stories are inspired by her own family's immigrant experience. She's queer and many of her characters fall somewhere on the LGBTQIA spectrum (though that is not the focus of her work). She's married to an engineer who dances. Together they are raising three precocious teens in the Seattle suburbs. Two of her children are neurodiverse. Her experiences have taught her much about the world, its beauties and its injustices. All of this comes through in her fiction with a healthy dose of absurd humor.
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I really hope that Biden (new broom) clears the air and restores some sanity…
I really hope that Biden (new broom) clears the air and restores some sanity…
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