The queer historian in me was delighted and I knew immediately that I had to get my hands on it. Unfortunately, it costs 250 dollars and I just cannot drop half a paycheck on a book. I am but a poor broke millennial, who does not have the funds for that kind of book collecting.
But this post is not going to just be me agonizing over the fact that I couldn’t afford the book myself. Because it’s Christmas and my dad, his wife and my brother all went in to get me:
It’s really amazing guys, like I cannot begin to describe how fucking over the moon I am about this. I haven’t talked a ton about my collection of queer history books, because before this blog was mostly about book reviews. But in doing my thesis on queer identity and my capstone on queer history, I have amassed quite the collection, (I have an entire floor to ceiling bookshelf that’s all queer literature, fiction and nonfiction.) and this is basically now the crown jewel of that collection.
I hope everyone has had a wonderful and safe holiday season that wasn’t overwhelmed with awful family member.
Remember, queer folks that have to present as cis and straight for the holidays are stronger than any U.S. Marine.