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How to read minds. How to understand that ‘No, I’m fine’ means ‘guess what you did wrong’. How to quit voicing my concerns and asking for what I want. How boring and selfish marathon runners are. How to know my place and stay in it. How to just say ‘ok’ and do it, because it’s easier than engaging in the long, belittling process of being told why my objections are stupid it’s better that I should just do it, no matter what ‘it’ is. That no sex is better than dull, loveless sex. What a painful, effective weapon silence can be. How to turn my whole self off inside because the days go more smoothly that way.

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Self portrait for the dust cover of The Listing Agent (1954) by Edward Gorey

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Source——The Leading Edge: An Anthology of Lesbian Sexual Fiction , edited by Lady Winston

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This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.

SIGOURNEY WEAVER as ELLEN RIPLEY Alien (1979) dir. Ridley Scott

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The sexiest part about a woman is entirely subjective. I like big shoulders and a high, tight ass. Something you can really get ahold of. I also like brown eyes, and I think a long nose makes a woman’s face distinguished. I’ve never been into boobs one way or the other, maybe because I’m looking for more of a tough gal, and while she’s going to have breasts, they’re not usually featured in her outfits 😂

I love the way women smell, too. Mmmm, I could go on.

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some of my favorite replies to this tweet. happy lesbian visibility week!

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Rope (1948)

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Excellent, actually. After my divorce and move back home, I had completely given up. I’d never had much luck dating throughout my whole life. This isn’t whining, I was always fine with having friends and being social, sometimes I wanted sex but I was never the kind to sit around pining. After moving back to OK, having a young child and living with my parents for that first year, I figured this was it and that was fine. I’d get a home for me and my baby and just settle in.

My ex wife is British and lives in the UK (as do many Brits) so our kid goes to stay with her for the summer. It gives me a nice break and recharge to make me a better mom throughout the school year. After I got our home, and Kid went off for her holiday, I decided I needed a bit more of a recharge and began to look for what I started calling my Summer Shag. Not a girlfriend. That’s too much. I don’t need anyone on my island trying to make me feel shit, I just want a few dates and some physical attention. Middle aged women have Needs and that’s no lie. So for a few years I’d use dating apps starting about this time of year (late April) and see who I could find. Someone who’s down for good times and knows that this is absolutely just some summer lovin’, have us a blast.

Mostly it worked. I did have the 😱😱😱 racist date I told about in an earlier post, and sometimes it took a little longer to make a connection, but the dating apps were great. See pics, do preliminary chatting. One of my flings I met on Lex, the app with no photos, just talking and sharing. Very nice. Even when it wasn’t a match, just scrolling around looking at who’s out there and what their lives are like was interesting. Who else is a lesbian in central Oklahoma?

So that worked well for a few years, even during lockdown. Amazing what some private chats can accomplish in a world gone mad. Then one May I started the quest, swiping around and seeing who was available. I see some pix of a super cute dyke who headlines her ad ‘I can cook and fix shit’. Heck yeah! Swipe on her! We start chatting that evening and by the time we were able to actually meet 10 or so days later, I realized I actually liked her, and now here we are years later moving in and making wedding plans. The funniest thing is that we have mutual acquaintances and a decades long history of living in the same small town. We talk often about how many times she must have waited on me as she worked in literally my favorite restaurant in town, or how often I pushed my baby carriage past her house, or crossed paths on our bicycles but never met because it wasn’t our time yet.

So yeah, online dating is really good, in my experience and opinion. Especially if you don’t live in an urban area with lots of lgbt groups etc to join, and you’re too old to go out to clubs because you get up early for work and are sleepy 😂

If nothing else, it’s a system that gave me the sweetest surprise of my life and that can’t be bad

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No, I’m not into anything like that. I know you’ll be shocked that my cranky old lesbian self thinks bdsm is bad news for women and an excuse for violent misogyny in a pride-flag package.

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Roberta Colindrez as Lupe García

A League of Their Own

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ROMEO + JULIET (1996) dir. Baz Luhrmann  Harold Perrineau as Mercutio

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I want to? I care? This is another one of those ??? questions. What on earth does this have to do with being a lesbian? Understand’ them in order to date them? Is this something all women are expected to have and share? I’ve met some clueless, uncaring women in my day, women with zero interest in helping or supporting other women. It’s not a universal, and doesn’t have anything to do with our sexual orientation. Women aren’t a mystically loving and sensitive monolith.

I also keep sticking on the word ‘advantage’. As though the underlying question is ‘if there’s a woman, and you and a guy both want to bag her, why are you more likely to win this competition in which the prize is a woman?’ Who wrote these questions?!??

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Here’s my butch/femme (kinda) skater ballerina romance. I’d love to hear anything anyone has to say!

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First of all, I like the specification that this protection is during lesbian sex. Yes, straight folks who wrote this deck of cards, that’s the kind of sex someone playing a game called The Ultimate Lesbian Conversation would in fact be having.

Secondly, protection from what? Lesbian sex doesn’t get you pregnant. What else do I need? A catcher’s mask? A beekeeping coverall? A lead bunker? A dental dam? Honey, we didn’t even use those in the 80s, we sure ain’t reviving that now.

If we were doing it outdoors I would wear sunscreen, so I guess my answer would have to be yes 😂

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Cabaret ( 1972 ) dir. Bob Fosse

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Watching some of the supplements to the pink flamingos criterion and this performer in the movie, Elizabeth Coffey was pre-op while filming, and if you’ve seen the movie you know she famously or infamously exposes herself on camera. Fast forward 50 years to a retrospective of John waters in 2022 in a Baltimore art museum, and I guess they’d made their bathrooms gender neutral somewhat recently and also named the bathrooms after John waters. So John invited Elizabeth Coffey who is also still alive and an advocate for trans seniors to come and be the first person to piss in their newly gender neutral bathrooms lol which seems like a very John waters thing to do lol

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So, a few years ago I wrote a YA novel about a romance between a butch skater dyke and a ballerina. It got close to publication a few times but no one ever picked it up, alas. But would anyone here like to read it? How does one even go about online publishing something like that?