Terri Windling, Hen Wives, Spinsters and Lolly Willows
What a lovely story.
The owners of an LGBT book shop in Glasgow say they could not have imagined how successful it has been.
Category Is Books, on the city’s Allison Street, opened three months ago and is Scotland’s first LGBT bookshop in more than 20 years
June Jordan, ‘These Poems‘
Casey, The Canadian Lesbrarian, Viscerally Real Queers, Dyke Processing, Kink, and Disability in Jane Eaton Hamilton’s novel WEEKEND
New York Review of Books, Alone with Elizabeth Bishop
LA Review of Books, Taking Responsibility, An Interview with Sarah Schulman
Autostraddle, Portraits of Lesbian Writers, 1987 – 1989 (these are awesome)
Folk Radio, Grace Petrie: Queer as Folk review
Julie R. Enszer at Lamba Literary, Lying With Women: Meditations on Barrie Jean Borich’s Writing, Lesbians, and Liberation
Sandra M. Gilbert, The Treasures that Prevail: On the Prose of Adrienne Rich
Some things I’ve found interesting recently
“The queer is the taboo-breaker, the monstrous, the uncanny. Like the Phantom of the Opera, the queer dwells underground, below the operatic overtones of the dominant; frightening to look at, desiring, as it plays its own organ, producing its own music“, Sue Ellen Case, ‘Tracking the Vampire’ in Differences (1991) (p. 3).
The other day, an online conversation reminded me of my teenage love of musicals, in particular, my obsession, between the ages of 11 and 13, with Andrew Lloyd Webber’s The Phantom of the Opera. My cooler friends were into Les Miserables, which even I had to acknowledge had a better score than Phantom, but I’ve always had a taste for glamour, the gothic and, of course, the queer, and on all those fronts, Phantom won hands down.
My early love of Phantom is an example of how queer kids often cultivate interests that appear acceptable on the surface of things, but privately rewrite their meaning to meet their own emotional and erotic needs. No one objected to my love of Phantom because an interest in musicals is considered acceptable for white, middle-class teenage girls and because they assumed that I identified with Christine and her romance with Raoul.
In fact I identified passionately with the Phantom himself, the queer figure who lurks underground (and outside heteronormativity) and who exerts a mesmerising power over beautiful women, a figure who isn’t what he appears to be and who hides a terrible secret under his mask where he bears the mark of his ‘queerness’. The Phantom/Angel of Music/Erik allows us to face our fears of being literally unmasked and seen for what we really are. I even had a Phantom of the Opera mask and hat.
In attempting to drop a chandelier on Christine’s bland boyfriend, Raoul (see video below), the Phantom in his role as return of the repressed, acts out a queer rage against the dominant discourse. From a feminist perspective, (and I’m sure there must be cultural critics out there who’ve talked about this), the Phantom can also be seen as an avatar of Christine herself, since the death of Raoul would save her from the fate of a dull marriage to a painfully dull man that awaits her and will undoubtedly end her singing career. The Phantom may be rather creepy, but at least he wants to unleash Christine’s creativity and show her what she can achieve. In gothic and horror fiction, the queer monster often allows women to dally with possibilities beyond heterosexual marriage, but only within the context of a parasitical or vampiric relationship that threatens to destroy them. For the queer figure, the attempt to express him/herself through the woman ultimately it leaves him/her voiceless. If you’re interested, Rhona J. Bernstein’s book, Attack of the Leading Ladies is very good on this special relationship between the monster and the ‘leading lady’.
When I was 13, the Phantom got dumped for Madonna, and when I was 14 I took up with the Rocky Horror Show, but that’s a whole other post. For now, here’s the original video starring an unblinking Sarah Brightman as Christine, a rather stiff and awkward Steve Harley as the Phantom, and the most amazing mullet on the guy playing Raoul. It now looks like a particularly bad Meatloaf video, but I loved it at the time.