I write books about LGBT+ autistic people of color.
I was evicted a few weeks ago for being autistic, and I’m currently struggling to make ends meet as I kind of flop around from place to place. If I can get enough money together, I’ll be able to find a long term place, while now I’m just kind of in limbo.
I have nine novels, one book of poems, and one anthology of short stories and ALL of them are about queer autistic people of color. They’re all highly-rated and six of them had been best-sellers for at least a month, and at most, six months.
If you can’t buy any of these, please reblog this list of my books and what they’re about, that way I might be able to afford to keep myself going till the end of the week. Right now I have about $50 left. If you’re going to like it, you might as well reblog.
The View Down – Written in emulated Regency-era grammar, minus the homophobia, racism and transphobia, this novel is about an autistic man who can’t make eye contact or hear emotions in people’s voices, so he has to rely on body language to decipher people’s moods – which he knows nothing about.
Haunted Houses and How to Tame Them – Pax works at a magical Home Depot in a world where houses are alive and people try and make them happy with constant redecorating.
Liminal People – Two gay scientists and a dog get stranded in the Alaskan wilderness and all they do with their solitude is write Magnum P.I. fanfiction, make LSD, and try and find aliens to fuck. (Oh, and also not die. They try not to die.)
The Star Caregiver – The world exists on islands that orbit each other, and you can only jump from island to island during brief “conjunctions” where they basically crash together. Coby, a low IQ autistic agender Jewish Indian person, has decided to become independent from their caregivers and make their own life on a neighboring island, ingratiating themselves in a world of art-based magic and good friendships – both human and star.
Where the Wind Blows Down the Gap – Aponivi is a changeling, blessed by the fae. He lives in a secret library within the walled city of Ore Bell, under the thumb of witch-hunting martials called The Survivors of the Woods. He lays his shoes down for hanged men, hoping his footprints will guide them home. Something inside him burns. His heartbeat is not his own.
Dim Light, Goodnight –
Christmas Eve, 1989. Two gay men drive down a snowy road in North Carolina, listening to Batdance by Prince. No, this is not the beginning of a joke. This is the beginning of a nightmare.
And more here. All PDFs are $5 and all hard copies are $15 including shipping.
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why is it that when a woman and a man get married, the woman can have as many bridesmaids as she can possibly fit into a single aisle, but the man only gets to have one (1) best man. he’s even called the BEST MAN. why does the groom have to choose between his friends? how does he even choose?? how do his other friends feel when they find out they are NOT his best, most favorite-est man. I’m not even a man and this is giving me anxiety
It’s based off how weddings were back in the day and some myths. Basically the best man wasn’t originally needing to be best friend they were the best swordsman the groom could get to stop someone who loves the bride from interrupting the wedding. And bridesmaids were originally wearing matching dresses as the bride and all in vails so demons couldn’t tell who the bride was and wouldn’t get her
this is the most metal thing I’ve ever heard oh my god
“I’ve hired a guy to kill whoever would try to ruin our special day! :)” “oh neat, I’ve found a swarm of my closest friends willing to sacrifice themselves for me in case demons show up!” “ohh nice!!”
weddings are way more life-or-death-y than I thought, I suddenly have an urge to get married
Honestly during the battle of Hogwarts I feel immensely cheated at not having more Peeves v. Voldemort time because Peeves can’t die and is a complete asshole and I just really want that interaction in my soul of how furious Voldemort would be with Peeves for just existing. Voldemort can’t banish or kill Peeves so he would be trying to direct his Death Eater troops with Peeves floating three feet to the left repeating everything Voldemort says in a mocking high-pitched voice.
I wonder if the idea of supporting your artist friends by commissioning them will bring back having portraits of oneself in the home. but instead them being like, a status symbol, as a way to show off your very talented friends?
Like “ah yes I see you admiring the family portrait above the mantlepiece - my friend drew it, aren’t they talented? here’s their twitter they’re accepting commissions OH and they also did the one of my D&D group in the living room come see!”
au in which it isn’t the weasley family walking up to the platform at the same time as harry but the malfoys
I’M SCREAMING, HOLY FUCKING SHIT CAN YOU IMAGINE NARCISSA HELPING BBY HARRY ONTO THE PLATFORM AND DRACO APOLOGIZES FOR WHATEVER HE SAID AT THE ROBE SHOP THAT MADE HARRY UPSET BECAUSE HE JUST WANTS TO BE FRIENDS AND LUCIUS IS ALREADY MUTTERING ABOUT THE BENEFITS OF DRACO BECOMING FRIENDS WITH HARRY AND NARCISSA SLAPS HIS SHOULDER AND TELLS HIM TO SHUT UP BECAUSE “LOOK HOW CUTE THEY ARE LUCIUS, DON’T CORRUPT THIS” AND THEY GET A SEAT ON THE TRAIN TOGETHER.
ALSO RON STILL ASKS TO JOIN THEIR CAR BECAUSE “EVERYWHERE ELSE IS FULL” AND DRACO STARTS TO SNEER BECAUSE HE CAN SMELL WEASLEY BUT HARRY IS LIKE “YEAH SURE COME ON IN” AND SO DRACO’S LIKE “OH” AND JUST UGHHHH.
Ok but Draco as part of the squad and another Slytherin student making a comment at Hermione during school. Draco impulsively telling them to shut up. Anything happening to the gang, Draco always chiming in “Wait till my father hears about this.”
