Three random-ish links, some art, and photos of the concert I went to last weekend.

Three random-ish links, some art, and photos of the concert I went to last weekend.
Attempts to limit who gets to participate in the wide-ranging-through-time-and-space conversation that is SFF are bullshit.
Let us yeet Rob Bob Robinson into the sun and let him trouble us no more.
In which I really do link to a bunch of random stuff. And make you look at my art.
Invisible and fragile threads connect us all across space and time.
I write about books, culture, disability, and whatever else strikes my fancy. I have many opinions.
I am a two-time Hugo Award finalist, in 2017 for Best Fan Writer and in 2021 for my essay “George R.R. Martin Can Fuck Off Into the Sun, Or: The 2020 Hugo Awards Ceremony (Rageblog Edition)” in the Best Related Work category.
Please do not offer me medical advice. I have something like 10 doctors and it’s already pretty challenging to keep up with what they want me to do. I do not have the bandwidth to process any advice that doesn’t come from one of my doctors, no matter how well meant the advice may be. Thank you!
Here’s some wishlists in case you want to buy me something.
I try to keep them reasonably up to date.