Borders in Albany

Here are a couple of photos from the Borders reading up in Albany:

<<< the first of me with a nice display of She’s Not the Man I Married

& the second of us with a bunch >> of friends (& a Harry Potter poster): from left to right: Betty, me, Hawk Stone, Tristan, & Colten.

Gone Betty Gone

Well now I’ve got one big fat reason NOT to be cheerful: Betty has left town to do a job upstate & will be gone all week. We see each other for the weekend & then she’s gone for a whole other week.

Feh. 

I miss her so quickly it almost surprises me, but I feel bad too for little Aurora, who is Betty’s shadow and nap companion. Hopefully I’ll keep myself from being too depressed & will instead just get a lot done.

Last Stop: Poughkeepsie

Ironic perhaps that Betty & I should be doing what looks like the last of our “in person” gigs via rental car instead of by train – since there have been times in the past few months that I felt like I lived on the latter. Not that I mind: I really do love trains in nearly an irrational way. It’s something about the sound of a train whistle – all at once so melancholy, so romantic, & so hopeful.

It’s fitting that we should wind down in Poughkeepsie, since the group I’ll be visiting, MHVTA, is one that let me interview them when I was researching My Husband Betty. What I remember best was asking, “What would you want the world to know about crossdressing that they don’t?” and I got a variety of answers that informed my intent when I wrote it.

So thanks to everyone who has let me ask them questions, emailed me with input, and told me their stories.

Party’s Over

A big thank you to everyone who came to the launch party tonight – we had a fantastic time, & it was great meeting new people and talking to friends, old & new.