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Friday, November 16, 2007
I Am Third-Gendered
Got a fine little interview situation over at Eliot: A Literary Blog. Nice to be included among the rich and famous writers of the world on the topic of my life, rejection. Interestingly, Farnworth insists that I am male, though he isn't sure. He even misreads my bio to say: "I am a published, award-winning author of fiction and creative nonfiction--but whatever. In the eyes of many, he is still a literary reject," when it really says "In the eyes of many, I am still a literary reject. " Hmm. What's that all about, I wonder? My gender is important. Yes, that is the case in the culture. But I tell you here and now, I am a third-gendered person. I don't care much about the pronouns. Please think of me as whatever you like.
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Say, that IS a fine interview. And I think you are picking up steam. She liked your responses very much.
I am puzzled as to how Eliot arrived at "he," when the opening pronoun is "I." That's an incongruous and somewhat disturbing style, per above.
Great article. I've started to think of you as a very friendly and intelligent, though somewhat aloof, neutered large brown dog because I never think about dogs in terms of gender and I can't think of people without.
You weasel, you changed it.
I swear to God and Goddess that I didn't. I wouldn't do that to you. I also wouldn't give myself away like that. Seriously, I htink you must have read it wrong.
*think*
btw: I should probably point out that I'm notorious for seeing one thing and writing down something entirely different. I do this with sums all the time. This could very well be the situation...but I SWEAR to God/Goddess that's what I saw.
I still just see a neutered dog.
You're all woman to me. My apologies if those breasts and hips don't fit quite right.
Excuse me? If I am a woman, I'm offended and going to punch you out. And if I am a man, I'm offended and going to punch you out.
Please refrain from talking about his/her breasts and hips. We don't need to go there.
I've always assumed you to be female. No one can nurse a petty grudge for years quite like a woman. I say this as a woman who is at least honest about her gender's failings.
I don't care if you're a man or a woman. Your intelligence is hot. I'd do you either way. If you want me to....
would you do a lobster, mercury? ok, that's uncalled for. but i swear i wasn't thinking about "doing" anyone (or -thing) until you brought it up. does talk of gender always have to boil down to talk of sex? no, "boil" may not be the word i wanna use here. i'm a lobster, after all.
> Anonymous said...
> I've always assumed you to be female.
> No one can nurse a petty grudge for
> years quite like a woman. I say this
> as a woman who is at least honest
> about her gender's failings.
I take this as an insult to my sex. Nay, a challenge! I shall, immediately upon hitting 'send' go out and find a petty grudge to nurse, and prove you wrong.
It works out well actually, because I've been looking to keep some kind of pet.
Do we have any statistics on the record length of time for nursing a petty grudge? And does the grudge have to be injured in any way to warrant nursing?
Colum
mercury retrograde said...
> I don't care if you're a man or a
> woman. Your intelligence is hot. I'd do
> you either way
Watch you, he's not interested in you for you, he's just after your BRRRAAAAIINNSSS!!!
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