Look, gang. I like when people find my blog because they’re looking for my books. That’s lovely.
Seeking rants on the awesome of Tom Hiddleston? I’m glad to see those hits too.
Checking out Blake Snyder’s Beat Sheet? More power to you. I love it and I think you will too.
But when day after day hits come from someone searching “how young does a child know he’s gay?” and the like?
That’s both wonderful and depressing.
I hope when people find me that way they stay to read, that they are comforted, that they decide to chill the f*** out and not worry about their 5- or 8- or 11yo’s sexuality too much. But it’s more than a little awful that people are so terribly worried about this.
The simple truth is, the sooner we stop making this a big deal, the sooner it stops being a big deal. So your kid might be gay. He might be left-handed too, and you’ll probably have to make more accommodations there than for the other. We got past the idea that left-handed is wrong. We’ll get past the idea gay is wrong too.
We’ll do it sooner if some folks would just chill out.