Just Like Yesterday

I've sent the book to O'Leary, who is an experienced editor. Though Steve thinks that he was fighting over film rights, the reason that I'm livid at him and his allies is because they only fought me after I'd started writing the book. I published a few chapters on the blog, and that's when shit got hectic. Given that two of my 'collaborators' were established as prose writers, this strikes me as yet another example of the double standard. Trans people are supposed to be pretty and having brains as a writer is for cis people. The book isn't complete yet, so people need to take that step back so that I can have some breathing room and a chance to work out what to write. - Mr. Barr, Mr. Cain and Ms. Tse, the legal answer is that my IP isn't yours to use. They're behaving as if I suddenly became sane. I complained from day 1 and throughout all of Tory's term.

Mr. Cain didn't acquire the rights. Mr. Cain can't use the songs he didn't write or characters I invented. Ms. Tse shouldn't have signed her own name to her troll accounts. This dispute is dividing the film community, though now most are behind me. I'm inviting them to use their lives as fodder, rather than mine. If their lives aren't as fascinating, that's too bad. AMPP is capturing enough of me. Mr. Cain must apologise to my face and I'm serious that I might take a swing at him.

I probably won't, but I want him to remember that I've been assaulted and abused while he fantasised and fetishised his trans desires.