Gina

Hi there, I'm Gina.

This blog serves many purposes for me -- sharing new writing & works in progress, keeping in touch with old friends, making new friends, and keeping an eye on what's happening on the interwebs. But mostly? It's where I blow off steam from graduate school and talk about which David Bowie song is the queerest. ;)

If you wanna know more about me, check out my website for info about the work that I do in the world.

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“What time is it?!”
“IT’S VALENTIMES!”

I am a queer pervert and a slutty singleton who really loves Valentimes and I do not particularly care who knows it.

I mean, to state the obvious: Screw heteronormativity and compulsory coupling and misogyny and homophobia and transphobia, and screw culture that does not celebrate single people/poly people/queer people and people in otherwise non-traditional romantical relationships. Duh!

ALL OF THAT SAID: Love in & of itself is never bad, chocolate & flowers are awesome, the origins of the holiday are completely rad, and of course I am going to be all about a holiday that is specifically devoted to celebrating not only love, but erotic & sexual love.

See also, any excuse to wear a lot of pink is good in my book. ;)
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So, I actually really love Valentine’s Day & I always have. I mean, fuck compulsory coupling, and fuck not valuing single people & people who are in non-traditional relationships, and fuck heteronormativity & consumerism. Word. But that said: An entire day devoted to Love, with a special focus on the sexual aspects of Love? That is pretty rad in my book. Also, the origins of the holiday are boss. Also, chocolate & flowers.
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“Forget your perfect offering/ Ring the bells that still can ring/ There is a crack in everything/ That’s how the light gets in.”

Happy Valentine’s Day, folks. I think of “Anthem” as a love song — about loving yourself, loving others, and loving the mystic & Divine. So, here you go. Here’s my imperfect offering.

I know lots of people have bad feelings about V-Day. Mine aren’t as bad as they are mixed. The holiday’s origins are pretty fucking awesome. I mean, yeah, I hate the Hallmark cheezy-ness, the heteronormativity, the focus on how if you’re single or in any kind of non-traditional relationship, you suck/fail.

But for me? A queer slutty girl with lots of non-primary lovers, who has a big & wonderful chosen family of amazing friends & sweeties? I just think of today as a day to celebrate all the kinds of love I feel for all the awesome people in my life. I am so thankful for the abundance of love — in all its many varieties, from the lusty kind to the friendly kind — in my life. I am a lucky, lucky lady. And I am loved, and loving.
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