Homewrecker

Yesterday I was minding my own business, turning twenty-six, when I received a strange email. My parents and I were waiting for a table at Hugo’s, and my phone buzzed for the 97th time that morning. Instead of another notification that someone had posted on my Facebook wall, I got this:

your grandmother beverly was a husband hunting woman. she did not care with whom she carried on. she broke up many homes.

The comment came via this blog’s contact form, out of the blue, with no context whatsoever, just a name and an e-mail. I went through several of the usual emotions: confusion, anger, denial, acceptance. My gut reaction was to reply with the virtual equivalent of a sneer.

‘Your opinions on a woman who’s been dead for seven years are not being taken into consideration at this time. Thank you for your input.’

I mean, who does that? Who smears a girl’s dead grandmother on her birthday? My grandmother was married 4 times, so her past wasn’t squeaky clean, but I couldn’t help feeling defensive. I adored my grandmother, closet skeletons and all, and her death affected me greatly. There was only one person who could make me feel better about this accusation.

Since we were still waiting for a table, I read the original e-mail to my mother, who looked as confused as I felt.

“To my knowledge,” she said, matter-of-factly because there were no secrets left in our family, “she only broke up one marriage. Buzz was already divorced when they got together. She was a ‘husband hunter,’ sure, but when she was looking for a husband, she only hunted single men.”

My grandmother wasn’t a saint, but as far as I know, she wasn’t some kind of she-devil either. The marriage my mother referred to was the only time that my grandmother had an affair with a married man. There were only 19 years between my mother and hers, so my mom got to hear a lot more about my grandmother’s love life than she probably wanted to know. I didn’t hear this story until after my grandmother’s death, and it came as something of a shock.

The way my mom tells it, my grandmother entered into an affair with a friend of the family while she was still married to her second husband, fell in love with him and he with her. He got cancer and she cared for him, but the affair ended when, unable to choose between her and his wife, he killed himself. The death was ruled as an accidental overdose. My mom had to go with my grandmother to the inquest.

It wasn’t a flattering situation, but there was no evidence to suggest she made a habit out of it.  Sure, she made plenty of mistakes and odd decisions, like marrying Buzz Aldrin (years after the moon landing and his first divorce). Her fourth marriage, to the man I thought of as my grandfather though we weren’t biologically related, probably had more to do with companionship than an actual spousal relationship. She and my mom’s father were actually friends with my grandfather and his first wife (still following along?) After his first wife died and my grandmother was divorced for the 3rd time, I think, at their ages, neither one wanted to be alone so they got together.

Now, it’s highly likely that the e-mail comment from ‘michelle’ was just spam with an odd ring of truth to it. The real truth is that I know my grandmother had flaws. I think it makes her a more interesting human being. Whatever she was, there’s no denying that she lived. Some of us couldn’t ask for more than that.

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Leash Laws

It’s an increasing epidemic in my neighborhood. I don’t live in the middle of nowhere, some farm in the country where the nearest automobile is a tractor. I live in West Hollywood, a dense, urban area where people race SUVs down narrow streets and the pedestrians aren’t much better.

So when I see people walking their dogs without leashes, it makes me furious.

“I try to keep her from going up other people’s driveways,” I heard a woman say as I trailed behind her, her leashless dog, a man, and his leashless dog. “Lawns are fine, but not driveways.”

Both humans were carrying nylon leashes. Both dogs roamed free, one of them strolling blithely into an alley where drivers are known to speed. As a fellow dog owner, I’d just like to say something to all of the people who walk their dogs without tethers:

Screw you.

It’s wonderful, fine, and dandy that your dog is well-behaved and you’re comfortable letting him or her off the leash. Not every dog owner feels that secure, and you know what? It’s not your goddamned dog you have to worry about; it’s everything else. 

I was particularly irritated when the aforementioned man left his dog outside the Coffee Bean – leash attached to the dog, but not to anything else. Why bother? And if I had brought my dog and tied him up outside, as I often do, what then? What if your unattached dog approached mine and something went wrong? Pilot is too much a chicken to be the instigator, but how am I supposed to know that your completely unsupervised canine couldn’t take one look at him and start a fight?

When I walked Pilot the other morning, a small dog started following him. Pilot didn’t care, but I thought of the still-in-training dogs I was going to walk at Westside German Shepherd Rescue. The number one rule with those dogs is to keep them from meeting other dogs – some of them are still leash aggressive. If I had been walking one of them instead of Pilot, there would have been nothing I could do to keep the small dog from following – his owner was oblivious. The shepherd might have gone after him, and catastrophe would ensue.

So I’d be the one at fault because you left your dog off the leash, and your dog would get attacked. Sounds like the only one who isn’t at risk in the scenario is you, you selfish asshole. No matter how fabulous you think your dog is, you never know. Dogs aren’t children. They react to sights, sounds, smells, and cues that we never recognize.

There are no guarantees even with a leash, but they give you some measure of control over whatever situation occurs. Be considerate of everyone else, and leash the fuck up.

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Meta-Blog

It's a blog within a blog within a blog!In order to achieve internet domination, I’ve been reliably informed that I should post something every day on this blog, which is a tall order when daily life is dull and I don’t particularly want to blog without something interesting to share. I suppose I could blog about last night’s Thrilling Adventure Hour and the absolutely brilliant Sparks Nevada musical episode, but until the podcast goes up, it was a ‘you had to be there’ kind of evening.

I’d blog about rejoining the hunt for the elusive job, but there’s nothing to report. Everyone knows the job search is miserable right now. Everyone knows the economy is trashed. What could I, a woman with a barely functional understanding of finance, possibly contribute to that discussion?

I could blog about my decision to start volunteering with the Westside German Shepherd Rescue. I had orientation, but won’t actually have any canine anecdotes until my first official shift. Besides, if you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you’ve probably had your fill for the time being.

Which also precludes me from blogging about asexuality. After an intensive week of educational and hopefully entertaining posts, I’m taking a step back, saving all the good stuff for my memoir, which I’m supposed to finish this month. The looming self-imposed deadline of my first draft takes away from blogging, too.

I guess all that leaves me with is finding some obscure page from the internet and creating controversy around it. Troll-baiting, if you will. Time to start mining Craigslist again. Let me start by making a general announcement:

Dear People of Craigslist,

If you want someone to edit your manuscript, you have to pay. Period. Full stop. You can’t promise to “share the profits” of a book that may never be published and actually expect anyone to reply. Of course, this is entirely predicated on the assumption that you want someone who actually knows what they’re doing. Anyone who would take on such a task for free is either the world’s most generous person, or…

Speaking of manuscripts, it happens to be November, which means it’s time for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). In my case, it’s FiMyMeMo (Finish My Memoir Month), but the spirit is the same. Write! Write like your life depends on it, because when it does, that’s how you know you’re a writer.

I’ve lost track of this blog, Inception-like. Guess it’s time to wake up. See you tomorrow?

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Beyond One Con Glory

It all started with a zine.

Once upon a time, Sarah Kuhn belonged to a “nerd collective” that put out a .pdf zine with a geek focus: Grok. For each issue, the collective came up with a theme, and everyone wrote a piece around that topic. And from the theme of Pon Farr, Kuhn’s geeky romance novella, One Con Glory, sprang into existence.

“I had this idea about a girl who hadn’t had sex in seven years,” Kuhn said. With that initial premise, she was able to create a character she felt hadn’t been appropriately represented in fiction before: the geek girl. Kuhn wanted to draw a character who was combative, rather than a wallflower, and Julie was described by the author as opinionated, even a little angry. Julie’s search for a rare collectible, and  her one-night-stand with an actor (or is it more?) is dotted with dozens of pop culture references, everything from Farscape to Secret Six. Her initial un-provoked disdain for the actor playing a comic-book character on the small screen makes for a nice commentary on the prejudice still present within the community, and the eternal question: Are you geek enough?

Kuhn’s own geeky background stems from her early days in a small town in Oregon. She wasn’t allowed to watch much TV, but managed to sneak in X-Men cartoons and Batman: The Animated Series. Kuhn was also very much into comic books, Star Trek, and Star Wars. She said with Star Wars, she “fell in love with what a story could do.” The idea that a person could watch them hundreds of times – as she had – really spoke to their power.

Her novella was serialized through the zine in three parts, which eventually became the three parts of the book when the nerd collective branched into publishing with their own small geek press: Alert Nerd. Now One Con Glory has been optioned as a film by Hall Squared, for which Kuhn wrote the screenplay. She couldn’t speak much about the project, but said that the script is being read by various people.

While One Con Glory makes the rounds, Kuhn is keeping busy, breaking a spec pilot script with her television writing partner and writing an urban fantasy novel with superhero elements. She recently made the trip to Seattle for the very first Geek Girl Con, and took part in a panel about geek girl characters in popular culture.

“At Comic-Con, not this year, but last one, I was part of a panel called ‘Geek Girls Exist,’” said Kuhn. “That panel was at least part of the inspiration for Geek Girl Con because it ended up being packed. It was standing room only, and one thing I heard was that one thing that made it so impressive was that it was opposite the Scott Pilgrim panel, which has a huge female following. The fact that they could pack a panel like ‘Geek Girls Exist’ opposite that was kind of cool.”

Give them a reason, and geek girls will turn out in force, as they did at Seattle’s City Center this past October. Kuhn said she would have attended even if she hadn’t been invited as a guest.

“I thought the programming was really smart, and focused, and there was something for everybody,” Kuhn said. “There was a real sense of community from everybody there, and it seemed like everywhere I went, people were just really happy.”

If you happen to be at Comikaze Expo this weekend, you can find Sarah Kuhn at a reprisal of the Geeks in Pop Culture panel. She’ll also be at the League of Ladies table #124 on Saturday. Tell her I said ‘hi.’

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Ace Answers Podcast #3 and the End of Asexual Awareness Week

The end of this momentous week really deserves a thoughtful, well-crafted reflection post, but I spent most of the weekend trying to sew a TARDIS dress that I ended up half-crafting with blue and white duct tape, so I’m not really in the mood. My room is seeking funds from FEMA, I haven’t worked on my book in weeks, and I’m still unemployed – but I’d happily work on Asexual Awareness Week again next year.

Hopefully I’ll be able to write up a more in depth review – after I transcribe my interview with author Sarah Kuhn. I really appreciate people commenting and asking questions, here, on Facebook, and on Twitter. I’m still open to questions; if you want to know something, just ask. I had a number of other plans for this week, but my newly activist eyes were a bit big for my still procrastinating stomach.

The final Ace Answers Podcast is available, I hope you’ve enjoyed listening to them as much as I’ve enjoyed making them (right-click and ‘save as’ to download): Ace Answers Podcast #3

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From 221 B Baker St. to 30 Rockefeller Plaza: Asexual Representations in Pop Culture

Part III: Asexuals and the American Sitcom

Read Part II HERE.

Equally as important as celebrating asexual heroes is having real-life reflections on the screen or page. Time Lords and wizards are all well and good, but they can too easily be dismissed as ‘unrealistic,’ because they don’t actually exist in our world where everyone has sex all of the time. That doesn’t help ordinary human beings who are looking for validation, and reassurance that feeling otherwise is still okay.

There aren’t a lot of modern role models. Two of the more visible asexual characters on American television today are leads of situation comedies, so their lack of libido is played for laughs – but that doesn’t make them any less realistic or identifiable. It just means we tend to groan when legitimate exploration of an overlooked issue is shoved aside in favor of a cheap laugh.

A representative of the equally neglected “geek girl” population, Liz Lemon from 30 Rock probably falls into what we call grey-asexuality - she has been in, and continues to pursue, sexual relationships with men, but intercourse is definitely low on her list of priorities and is, in many cases, a deterrent. She only seems interested in sex under a set of extremely specific conditions, but definitely desires a romantic partner.

Much of the ‘com’ of this sitcom comes from Liz’s dysfunctional relationships with the opposite sex, but though Liz has picked a few losers, she also seems to struggle with the fundamental problem facing many romantic asexuals: an inability to compromise on a very specific checklist of qualities in her ideal mate. Liz’s personal life is a mess, and she might not necessarily be the best role model as she’s a neurotic with a number of hang-ups and a ton of baggage, but she exemplifies a lot of the difficulties facing those who are on the fence about sex.

“I just wish I could start a relationship about twelve years in,” Liz says in the Season 3 episode, “Gavin Volure,” “when you really don’t have to try anymore, and you can just sit around together and goof on TV shows, and then go to bed without anybody trying any funny business.”

Liz is very real – often in unflattering ways, and her sexuality is usually treated with pity or concern, despite the fact that Liz is a professional, head writer of a popular television program, and a generally upbeat person. The real humor of the show is in the fact that the people who want so desperately to “fix” her, are just as dysfunctional as she is, if not more so. Yet somehow, with her low libido, she’s treated like the biggest freak of all. (Which, on that show, is quite an achievement.)

On the opposite end of the asexual spectrum is The Big Bang Theory‘s physicist Sheldon Cooper, an entirely aromantic asexual. He is the extreme of this orientation: he has absolutely no desire for any relationships beyond friendship, and thinks cloning is a viable option for reproduction. While he’s portrayed as difficult to get along with and frequently juvenile, what’s most appealing about the character of Sheldon (aside from having the best one-liners) is that he is unequivocally comfortable in his own skin. As far as Dr. Cooper is concerned, there is absolutely nothing – short of a Nobel Prize – missing from his life.

The last season of The Big Bang Theory introduced Sheldon’s “girlfriend” Amy Farrah Fowler, an equally logical and forthright scientist, though Sheldon repeatedly insists she is merely a friend who is a girl. Most of their ‘relationship’ takes place via video chat, though both parties occasionally use the other’s existence to appease over-bearing mothers.

While Amy Farrah Fowler has developed an awareness of libido (both hers and other people’s), Sheldon remains happily immune. He’s not particularly comfortable with any kind of physical contact, and considers intercourse a last resort in the event of global catastrophe that wipes out most of the human race. Even then, he’d be more concerned with the source of the global catastrophe than repopulation.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, honored daughters,” Sheldon says in an episode titled ‘The Jerusalem Duality,’ “while Mr. Kim by virtue of his youth and naivete has fallen prey to the inexplicable need for human contact, let me assure you that my research will go on uninterrupted, and that social relationships will continue to baffle and repulse me. Thank you!”

Though he not representative of all aromantic asexuals and his neuroses have been dialed up to eleven, Sheldon’s self-confidence is a boon to the asexual community which so often doubts itself. He may not be perfect, but he’s happy and turbo-loaded with self-esteem. It generally takes a long time to build that sort of confidence and contentment with oneself. And even though Sheldon is often the butt of a joke, he gives as good a bazinga as he gets.

There is still a long way to go in terms of asexual representation. Unless a character declares his or her asexuality, there’s always room for interpretation, and the audience that doesn’t know about asexuality will always interpret characters as sexual – it’s just far more common. What the community needs is more examples of the problems faced by asexuals, stories about characters dealing with the absence of sexual attraction, examples that can be used by real people struggling to come to terms with how they feel, or don’t feel. Characters need not be defined by their asexuality, but without a few to demonstrate the challenges of our orientation, all we have is more ambiguity.

 

Do you know of other asexual representations in pop culture? List them in the comments!

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The Ace Answers Podcast #2

The second podcast is now available, so right-click and save as: Ace Answers Podcast #2. For reasons known only to Technus, lord of machines, this podcast can also be listened to streaming just by clicking it, even though I did exactly the same thing that I did when I uploaded the first one. C’est la vie!

This episode tackles the topics of misconceptions, challenges faced by asexuals, and asexual representations in the media. I’m working on finding the best way to upload and share these podcasts, so hopefully they can be streamed at some point. I received a number of great responses, but I would still love to hear from a larger sample of the community.

I also hope to do some kind of collaboration with Melanie from Ace Secrets, so keep an eye out for that.

And one more piece of Asexual Awareness Week news, I wrote an article for LGBTPOV that went up yesterday: Asexuals Activate! In the piece I discuss my previous fear of activism, and what turned me into a crusader for my sexual orientation.

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From 221 B Baker St. to 30 Rockefeller Plaza: Asexual Representations in Pop Culture

Part II: Gallifrey, Hogwarts and Asexuality in British Fantasy

Read Part I HERE.

Depictions of asexuality seem to be more common in Great Britain than the United States, possibly reflecting real life demographics. One of the more famous English ace examples in fiction would be the titular character from television’s Doctor Who. The Doctor is a man who has shied away from sexual encounters over the course of his 900-plus years. Granted, he’s a time-traveling alien whose biology has not been fully explored, but he’s also shown to be a brilliant, passionate, deeply feeling individual rather than some emotionless automaton, so in terms of role models, the asexual community could do a lot worse.

The Doctor is considered a romantic asexual, although this can vary depending on the writer of the era and the actor portraying him. He experiences love, enjoys the occasional snog, and has even had a few relationships with historical figures. (These largely seem to be the result of humorous misunderstandings.) He also takes an interest in match-making, though the consequence of one match made seems to take him by surprise – he’s utterly dumbfounded when he discovers that his married traveling companions Rory and Amy conceived their baby aboard the TARDIS, especially since the rooms in the redesigned spaceship only come equipped with bunk beds.

When asked about the conception of this child, the Doctor gets defensive: “Well how would I know? That’s all human and private stuff. It just sort of goes on, they don’t put up a balloon or anything!” (6×07 “A Good Man Goes to War”)

And he’s adamant that there isn’t time for such things as it’s all, “running about, sexy fish vampires, blowing up stuff.”

While sex might not be his cup of tea – or even something he’s comfortable thinking about – he clearly displays signs of romantic attraction for at least one of his companions, Rose, but is shown to be unable to express himself as her needs demand. The extent of his relationship with River Song is still unclear, though there is always flirtatious banter and a few smooches whenever they get together. There’s no evidence, however, that their relationship has crossed into sexual territory, despite River’s overtures, and – in fact –  their wedding ceremony in the sixth series finale seems more to do with necessity than romance.

Another fantastical asexual example would be J.K. Rowling’s Albus Dumbledore. Rowling stated in an interview after the publication of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows that the Hogwarts Headmaster was gay and had been in love with his boyhood friend Gellert Grindelwald. As written in the books, however, Dumbledore comes across as asexual – so taking J.K. Rowling’s description of his youthful attraction into account would indicate homoromantic asexuality: romantic and/or physical attraction to the same gender, but lack of interest in sex.

While the creator’s word is Law, two of Dumbledore’s defining characteristics are his great intellect and belief in the power of familial love, nothing to do with his libido. There is nothing remotely sexual about Albus Dumbledore, and not enough evidence on the page to suggest that he is deliberately celibate, or even that he was sexually attracted to Grindelwald in his youth. Rather, Deathly Hallows implies that what most attracted Dumbledore to Grindelwald was his mind.

The importance of these two characters to the asexual community cannot be understated:  they are deeply flawed, but still powerful heroes, each with a brilliant mind. They are emotional, feeling people, not robots, and live rich, full lives. No cardboard cut-outs here. They also have darker sides – these men are not pure. For a group that feels invisible or mis-categorized as solely virtuous, having these dynamic representations – who are already renowned and much beloved – is crucial.

 

Friday: Asexuals and the American Sitcom

 

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The Ace Answers Podcast

For Asexual Awareness Week 2011, I joined the planning committee (more on that in an article to be published this week on the blog LGBTPOV.) All the members had their own projects, and I decided that I wanted to give people in the community the chance to answer questions that no one was really asking. Given that we are often overlooked, ignored, or invisible, I wanted to offer the wider world an opportunity to hear from real, live asexuals, in their own voices.

So I developed the Ace Answers Podcast, and contacted volunteers to share their stories. The first of three podcasts is now available. To listen, right-click and download: Ace Answers Podcast #1.

A huge thank you to all my volunteers. I hope this project is shared with others, and I hope those who listen to it come away with a greater understanding of the complicated but passionate community surrounding asexuality.

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From 221 B Baker St. to 30 Rockefeller Plaza: Asexual Representations in Pop Culture

Part I: Putting the ‘Ace’ in Ace Detective

Back in the days when Lucy was still coming up with hare-brained schemes to get into Ricky’s shows, it was considered scandalous to show a married couple sharing the same bed on TV. In modern culture, with thinly-disguised soft-core porn making up a large percentage of HBO and Showtime programming, eyebrows are far more likely to go up at depictions of adults who demonstrate little to no interest in sex, and unfortunately for those who find sex as appealing as licking drywall, popular culture has sent a clear message: “Sex is normal – you are not.”

The media is where humanity looks to see itself reflected, where people are reassured that they are not alone in their beliefs and can also learn about what is unfamiliar to them. While there are some fictional examples for whom intercourse is not the answer, they’re hard to spot against the backdrop of our sex-obsessed society, which makes identifying and claiming them even more important. Who are these alien beings, you may ask? Due to the newness of asexuality as a term in the spectrum of sexual orientation, as well as the global acceptance of sex as normalcy, asexual characters are usually overlooked and have been mislabeled for decades. (Only one of them is actually an alien.) Often, a male character who is uninterested in sleeping with women or a female character uninterested in sleeping with men is considered homosexual, even when that character has shown no evidence of attraction to the same gender. This tends to stem from a modern interpretation of the closeted era he or she is from.

Take Sherlock Holmes, for example. Thanks to our modern culture’s obsession with assigning sexuality to everyone so as to make sense of certain behaviors, many people assume that Sherlock’s life-long bachelorhood, intensely close relationship with Dr. Watson, and lack of interest in women indicate homosexuality. Recent adaptations play with this idea, amping up the possessiveness Holmes feels, painting him as a saboteur of Watson’s relationships.

However, as is common in asexual representations – and detectives in particular – Holmes is cerebral. Solving the puzzle put in front of him is his most pressing concern; it leaves him little time for or interest in physical pursuits with men or women. As Sherlock executive producer Steven Moffat explains in the episode commentary for “A Study in Pink”:

“[That is] actually something we never discussed at all, which is Sherlock’s sexuality. Because although people talk about it being ambiguous or mysterious, the truth is, the books are completely clear: he’s not interested at all. He is interested in what his brain is doing, not in the other end of his body. […] People say ‘He shows no interest in women, therefore he must be gay’ – he shows no interest in men either. That’s just not what he does.”

Similarly, both of Agatha Christie’s lead detectives – funny foreigner Hercule Poirot and matronly spinster Jane Marple – are depicted as entirely without libido. Miss Marple was evidently born an old biddy, and though in her day that might have indicated a preference for the company of women, Marple never shows any sign of being attracted to the female sex.

Likewise, Hercule Poirot, with his personal grooming habits and fussy mannerisms, fits more than a few gay stereotypes, but he also at one point becomes smitten with the Countess Vera Rossakoff, a jewel thief. Rather than painting him as bisexual or trying to determine if the countess is a case of single-target sexuality, it’s far more likely that Poirot is merely an aesthete, and – like many clever investigators – intrigued by anyone who is able to outwit him.

For detectives of a certain era, sex just gets in the way of solving crime – and isn’t half as satisfying.

 

Wednesday: Hogwarts, Gallifrey, and Asexuality in British Fantasy

 

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