As some of you know, I’ve been working on a novel-length project since October 2018, and I finally finished it in October 2019! It’s a paranormal romance, heavy on the smut. Here are some reflections on finishing my first* novel-length work!
The long version under the cut.
Read More »Inspired by one of Witchdoctorpoet‘s prompts in Decolonizing Our Voices. This touches on unhealthy parent-child relationships.
“You cannot succumb to the pressure of how somebody will misunderstand what you have to say.”
— Amy Tan in conversation with Celeste Ng
I’m terrified if I tell the truth about my mother and I, it will be a wildfire I cannot control. That the people who read it will say, “Oh, a Chinese-American mother and daughter with issues, of course.” That they will only see a Tiger Mother. That my mother will be publicly crucified. That people will see my name and think, “Oh, Esther, that author. She just keeps writing about her mommy issues.”
The truth is a topic I skate around, eliding, smiling, deferring. If we are close, or you’ve known me long enough to read between the lines, you know my mother and I have history.
I hesitate to name it trauma or abuse, because those words have weight, responsibility, and assumptions.
Read More »a declaration:
Regardless of genre or profitability, my words touch lives; providing representation and affirmation, solace and comfort. People reach for my words the way they reach for red wine, chocolate, or their vibrator.
My words are a dreaming space. As we remake this cis hetero white ableist patriarchal world, my words help us imagine new and different ways of being in relation to the world and each other.
As grandmother Octavia E. Butler said, So be it, see to it!
So, let’s dream together.
Esther O. Lee 