Oh, what a tangled web we writers weave sometimes.
The chaos over the Lambda Literary Awards has surprised me, to say the least. I try to stay firmly entrenched on the periphery of these things so as not to be caught in the crossfire by hoards of angry, angry people, but I feel like I need to clarify
why I'm staying in the periphery on this one.
( It's not that the issues being raised aren't important or worrying, and I say issues because it has branched from one issue, that of the Lambda Literary Awards, into several separate ones. )In the end, I guess I don't know what to think. It's a very surreal set of arguments, and I don't really feel that I am involved in any of them. I never anticipated being nominated for awards, so I don't feel that loss at all. I'm not homophobic or particularly worried about what people think of me in general, so those opinions are no great loss to me either. What I have lost is a lot of respect for the people who are handling this the wrong way.
Personally, I'll stick with entertainment. I'll stick with receiving e-mails from readers instead of awards, telling me they liked what they read or were even touched by it. I'll stick with enjoying what I'm doing, thank you,.