Those of you who’ve been reading my various blog incarnations for a while will be aware that, until last year, I was pursuing an academic career. When it became apparent that there were few diamonds in that mine (for me at least), I decided to rethink and stopped blogging while I sorted out my life.
We will draw a veil over that period, but it took me until last month to finally get rid of all the files associated with the academic part of my life and I thought it would be interesting to look at the small pile of scribbled on photocopied essays that I’ve decided to keep from the files labelled ‘Queer Theory’.
These days, I’m a lot more critical of queer theory than I once was. Queer theory has been dominated by white, middle-class people and, at its worst, can be elitist, impenetrable, alarmingly divorced from peoples’ real lived experiences, as well as having a tendency to erase the specificity of lesbian experience.
Having said that, some essays still have enough importance for me to be prepared to carry them around with the rest of my belongings as I move from place to place. In roughly chronological order of publication: