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[h=1]Queer Books with Julie: The Queerling Creates a Bisexual Character I Can Relate To[/h][COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]I lost my objectivity, and my favorable review has turned into a “BRAVO!”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS][FONT=lucida grande][FONT=inherit][FONT=inherit][/FONT] [/FONT] [FONT=inherit][FONT=inherit][/FONT] [/FONT] [/FONT] [FONT=inherit][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#666666][FONT=Trebuchet MS][FONT=inherit][IMG]http://www.gayrva.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/AIbEiAIAAABDCKTnh4K2z6_fLiILdmNhcmRfcGhvdG8qKDUzZWIwOWYyNTdiMmI3NzEzNGRmYWI5YTUxNjRjMjEyNDZhYzdiZWEwAWpk9zpvL3BUjkwrZMHnMz5CXFiS.jpeg[/IMG][/FONT] [FONT=inherit][URL="http://www.gayrva.com/author/julieclayton"]JULIECLAYTON[/URL] [FONT=inherit]FEBRUARY 13, 2014[/FONT][/FONT] [FONT=inherit][FONT=inherit][FONT=inherit] [LIST][/LIST] [/FONT] [FONT=inherit] [LIST][*][*][*][FONT=inherit][/FONT][/LIST] [/FONT] [/FONT] [/FONT] [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS][B]Read More:[/B] [URL="http://www.gayrva.com/tag/austin-gary/"]austin gary[/URL], [URL="http://www.gayrva.com/tag/book-reviews/"]book reviews[/URL], [URL="http://www.gayrva.com/tag/julie-clayton/"]julie clayton[/URL], [URL="http://www.gayrva.com/tag/queer-books/"]queer books[/URL], [URL="http://www.gayrva.com/tag/the-queerling/"]the queerling[/URL][/FONT][/COLOR] [CENTER][COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS][IMG]http://www.gayrva.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/queerling.jpg[/IMG][/FONT][/COLOR][/CENTER] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]16-year-old Preston Nesbitt has a rare form of Asperger’s Syndrome. He is by all accounts a genius. And by some (most?) accounts a pain in the ass. His vocabulary is prolific and occasionally bombastic. His mind is constantly on, functioning at a much higher level than his peers. When he refuses to acknowledge his part in a YouTube video gone viral, he is hospitalized at The Healing Center and assigned by his therapist and “self-appointed savior” Dr. Thomas van Ittersum to keep a journal–or as Preston sees it–to perform “introspective regurgitation.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Preston pours his thoughts into the journal he calls, “Quips & Quotes from The Queerling.” He is weird, sarcastic, bitter, funny, and sometimes aggravating. In [I]The Queerling[/I], Austin Gary has created an unforgettable character that “doesn’t trust anyone who doesn’t drop the occasional F-bomb” and whose commentary on society’s ills, including his condemnation of the over-medication of young people, is spot on:[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]“No wonder long-term patients become lifers. Just like the “lonely madness” of solitary confinement, this system is designed to turn me into the very thing you’ve always believed me to be.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Preston’s journal, his attempt to convince the doctor and his parents that he is not insane, is more than just a personal diary. Through Preston’s musings, Mr. Gary explores, among other things, the nature of reality, the significance of dreams and memories, and queerness as more than simply sexual identity. Preston, dubbed the “Queerling” by his peers in group therapy, speaks for the queer in all of us.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]As a reviewer, my task is to maintain some objectivity, assess a work on its merits, and provide enough commentary to entice, or dissuade as the case might be, a potential reader to the book. And for much of Austin Gary’s [URL="http://www.amazon.com/The-Queerling-Austin-Gary/dp/1492326275"][I]The Queerling[/I][/URL], I read with a measure of that kind of detachment. I knew that I would recommend it, that my review would be favorable, and that it would perhaps persuade my audience to read the novel.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]But then along came Preston’s journal entry on queerness:[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]“I’ve responded intimately and intellectually to both sexes for as long as I can remember. I was born that way…not a choice. I have little concern for the packaging, only whether or not the person’s intelligent, kind, caring and how we connect, energetically.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]The particular entry goes on to discuss the “uals,” (homosexual, bisexual, asexual, transsexual)” and the way in which labels confine us. I lost my objectivity, and my favorable review has turned into a “BRAVO!” I am a reviewer who can be objective. But I am also a bisexual reader who struggles to find characters who reflect ME.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Before I started reading [I]The Queerling[/I], I was leery when I read a review calling the epilogue “mind-blowing.” But it is. I highly recommend the entire novel, but it’s worth reading for the discussion on queerness and the conclusion alone. Thank you, Mr. Gary. For writing a book that has more than just a little piece of “ME” in it. I suspect other readers will feel the same. It was an F-ing good book. I don’t trust people who don’t drop the occasional F-bomb, either.[/FONT][/COLOR]
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What`s left? Once you strip away the smiles Strip away clothes Strip away the make up The jewelry All the material things What`s left? When you strip away the computer Strip away the online persona Strip away the user name Strip away everything online What`s left? When it is you yourself Your true self And no one else What`s left? When you face yourself Face up to everything you`ve done All the pain, hurt, strife, happiness, joy caused What`s left? When in the end We all have to pay for our parts What`s left? When there is no one left But yourself and you`re All alone* what`s left then?
Mom, John brought a gun to school, He told his friends that it was cool, And when he pulled the trigger back, It shot with a great crack. Mom, I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A`s, I even got the gold! But Mom, when I went school that day, I never said good-bye, I`m sorry Mom, I had to go, But Mom, please don`t cry. When John shot the gun, He hit me and another, And all because John, Got the gun from his older brother. Mom, please tell Dad: That I love him very much, And please tell Chris, my boyfriend: That it wasn`t just a crush. And tell my little sister: That she is the only one now, And tell my grandmother: I`ll be waiting for her now, And tell my wonderful friends: That they always were the best. Mom, I`m not the first, I`m no better than the rest. Mom, tell my teachers: I won`t show up for class, And never to forget this, And please don`t let this pass. Mom, why`d it have to be me? No one deserves this, Mom, warn the others, And Mom, tell the doctors: I know they really did try, I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry. Mom, I`m slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest, But Mom, please remember, I`m in heaven with the rest. Mom, I ran as fast as I could, When I heard that crack, Mom, listen to me if you would, I`m not coming back. I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new, I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid, I wanted to be an actress, Mom, I wanted to live. But Mom I must go now, The time is getting late, Mom, tell my boyfriend: I`m sorry but I had to cancel the date. I love you Mom, I always have, I know you know it`s true, And Mom all I wanted to say is, "Mom, I love you."
The night falls as if slain by the sun, cold and alone we are. The god for which you sacrifice yourself Flares once, then dies, Devoured by the abyss. All hope must sicken and die. Your heart beats no more/ How could you leave me? Our dark thoughts surround us, crying,* Save us from ourselves.
I slit my wrists to watch them bleed as i think of how much you mean to me but now you`re gone and i dread all these memories in my head. I`m glad you can`t hear the voices in my head because they tell me to go ahead go ahead and slit my wrists as i think of our first kiss. Everyone knows but they can`t tell* just how much this feels like hell. They knwo i love, i know you don`t* and i`ll still love you when she won`t. All this pain was caused by you. The love we had you said was true... Then one day you took it away was there anything i could say?