Betty & I are off at that twice-annual conference we go to, & are looking forward to catching up with old friends & enjoying the green.
But in the meantime, a local arts paper called The Brooklyn Rail did a profile of yours truly.
Some things aren’t quite right, and “frilly feminine” is certainly not right – more like “trendy” or “stylish” – but it’s the first type of piece about me like this. I have decided it’s nearly impossible to talk about our past as a couple – when Betty’s identity was still male – and not have a journalist throw in a “he” when talking about our present tense.