A word. Then another; then yet still another

At long last

For a variety of reasons, I've been slow to come into my own as a writer. Most writers don't develop in middle age, but here I am— and good at it. For years, I sort of dribbled my words out into a slew of social media venues, since deleted (in a fit of privacy pique.) I'm now making up for lost time.

I reflect that finding one's voice takes as long as it takes. There's a lot in the way.

The breakout moment for me came in 2019, my friend Kevin Manders and I put out Transcending, a nonfiction anthology of Trans Buddhist voices. I both edited and contributed to this book — a touch déclassé, I know, but I'd like to believe the results are vindicatory. As of this writing, we still have five stars on Amazon.

More importantly, we've heard from some folks that our book helped save their lives. This is the work I am proud to do.

Prior to this book, I contributed to Persistence: All Ways Butch and Femme, and I helped kick off the writing process for my friend's sitcom.

The book 'Transcending' in a Vancouver Bookstore on Commercial Drive
My book in the window of a Vancouver Bookstore
Calligraphic embellishment of the name 'Liz'