But in 1957, feminism and lesbianism were not necessarily and not frequently understood as being at all connected. That Lorraine made them so was a sign of her holistic approach to exploring her place in the world, and the world itself.
But in 1957, feminism and lesbianism were not necessarily and not frequently understood as being at all connected. That Lorraine made them so was a sign of her holistic approach to exploring her place in the world, and the world itself.
30 Book Recommendations in 30 Days — Day 15 “The Irreversible Decline of Eddie Socket,” by John Weir
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The gifts of the body by Rebecca Brown
This story is about a health care worker who cares for the end of life individuals with aids, it tore my heart out but such a great read.
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This one was easy to narrow down. One of the most moving books I‘ve ever read.
An unnamed woman who is an end of life carer, visits someone dying of AIDS in each chapter, each chapter named for a part of the body, reflected in the story.
The compassion, empathy, dignity, kindness and humanity in this book was just astounding. I feel so strongly about end of life care, and this book was perfect.
https://youtu.be/RDqfmTAltZc
I had a blast doing this tag, telling personal stories about emotional connections and funny and/or moving memories associated with particular books during a lifetime of reading. The wine I was imbibing while recording the video made it all the merrier!
Books mentioned:
The Irreversible Decline of Eddie Socket - John Weir
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If distinctive voice is your thing, check out this potent blend of Colombian Spanish and English. Por el amor de Dios! Francisca at 15 has immigrated to Miami with the women in her family. Her loneliness and feverish irreverence is sometimes jaded, sometimes raw with self-discovery, her story both tragic and funny, as she negotiates fanatical Christianity and her own queer coming of age. #latinx #LGBTQ
Buenos días, mi reina. Immigrant criolla here reporting desde los Mayamis from our ant-infested townhouse. The broken air conditioner above the TV, the flowery couch, La Tata half-drunk directing me in this holy radionovela brought to you by Female Sadness Incorporated.
(Opening lines of Chapter Uno)