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Kelly Link, 21st April 2026
1132 Rue Royale
Back in 2024, I was maybe a third of the way through giving a talk about my first novel, Darius the Great Is Not Okay, to an auditorium full of high schoolers, most of whom had read all or part of the book, when it happened. Someone (later, I found out it was a 9th grade boy who wasn't actually supposed to be in the auditorium in the first place, as his class wasn't one of those who'd studied Darius) interrupted me, shouting, at the top of their lungs, "Faggot!"
(I don't use that word in my daily life, and typing it out still feels weird. But stick with me. It’s important to grapple with both the ugliness of that word, and how some of the queer community has begun to reclaim it. I’m still deciding where I land.)
I didn’t let it disrupt my presentation; I pretended I heard the word “bacon,” talked about my love of breakfast food, and carried on, while the student was bodied out of the auditorium by a group of teachers. I moved on.
But the students in that auditorium didn’t. So many of them came up after to apologize to me, as if it was their responsibility, what someone else had said. Others admired how I handled it, asked for advice on how to do the same, because they were queer too and knew they’d need that skill in their lives too.
Teachers and administrators later told me about the discipline planned for the student shouted. But none of it really stuck with me.
I was visiting. I got to go home. I’m a grown man. The ignorant words of a fourteen-year-old, even a hateful one like the slur he used, didn’t hold much weight.
Instead I found myself thinking of his peers, who have to walk the halls with him, sit in class with him, who will remember this moment for the rest of their school days and maybe the rest of their lives. Who’s apologizing to them? Who’s making sure they feel safe and respected? How are they healing from this?
And I found myself thinking, too, of the boy who shouted the slur. Why did he do it? Was he a homophobe? Was he parroting what he heard at home? In the hallways of the school? Was he put up to it by a classmate? Does he have impulse control issues? Had he eaten breakfast that day? I’ll never know.
The older I get, the less I care about punishment, and the more I care about justice. How can an individual or a community make amends; and how can an individual or a community heal and move on? What does it mean to forgive? What does it mean to remember?
Will that boy ever be given a chance to reflect on his mistakes, learn and grow, apologize for the hurt he’s caused and allowed to heal it? Will his classmates ever get to feel safe and welcome in their school again?
I wrote about this experience after it happened, and my wise agent emailed me: You know...there’s a story in here, if you want to explore it.
And I responded: Hmmm, maybe so! Maybe even two stories, or two stories in one...
So here we are. Two stories—two stories in one—about mistakes, and about fear, and about apologies, and about justice, and about healing.
I don’t know if any of the students who inspired this story will ever read it. But I hope they found their own healing, whatever that may be.
And if you would like to read that story, now you can.
Check out One Word, Six Letters - <p><b>Two teen boys grapple with identity and accountability and set off a ripple effect within their comm
Since Netflix is removing She-Ra February 21st here’s a link to a Google drive with all five seasons <3
EDIT: I am not the creator of any of the drives I post on here I found these on Reddit and wanted to share them, I’m not responsible for any problems with the drive (not mad)
sharing seasons & episodes of "she-ra and the princesses of power" for download on google drive so that you don't have to give money to netflix (which you should stop doing anyway, really): s1 / s2 / s3 / s4 / s5 / intros
credit to instagram user catrasluvbot via these posts: x / x / x / x / x / x
as with most pirates, it is asked for your own (and others') benefit that you save this media on a physical device; i.e. hard drives, DVDs, SD cards, etc. this way, it's yours forever and cannot be taken from you by a greedy streaming service.
EDIT SEPTEMBER (READ): please be warned that the first episode of season one is ~6GB compared to just a few hundred MB, probably related to the frame width being 3840x2160 instead of 1920x1080 like the rest. this may be a concern for some individuals due to storage space. i can confirm it is not malware as i have had it saved since the start of the year without affecting anything. if you need or prefer to find a smaller file size, i recommend skipping that one in the gdrive when going through it and torrenting just the single. ↓
EDIT OCTOBER (UPDATE): @grahminradarin has changed the file size of ep1 down to 800MB! here is the mega link for download. i can’t tell what the frame dimensions are but the quality appears to be the same.
in the meantime while my other blog is currently suspended and/or terminated indefinitely, i'll go ahead and add a google drive link i found that is a full collection of OST soundtracks (.mp3) from all five seasons of the show! it was ripped & reuploaded by waterwitch, who also made a playlist on youtube (.mp4) that you could download instead!
My german ass when I remember that english just doesn't have decent translations for some words I use on the daily
Me trying to learn German “Doch”
What I am given to understand, thanks to a reblog from @aurelia-which-means-sunrise and reading the comments, is that doch is the shalom of German - instead of hello, goodbye and peace - its "yep" "nuh-uh" and "fuck off" which is…just…the most German efficiency to ever German efficiency to be real with yall.
Did they task the vampires with hanging up the flags 😭
if i met a genie and fixed the world and all its ills with my first two wishes, my third wish would be that sabrina carpenter would get gradually taller. she'd be in on it and think it was hilarious. we'd have a strong cap at 7 feet here, maybe an inch a week so people have time to theorize--let's not be ridiculous. but she'd still keep up the "ooh! im so little and small!" schtick. but shed be gradually getting taller. she'd be like 6'1" and still jumping for the microphone. and she'd never say anything about it. and if anyone asked shed act like she had no idea what they were talking about. and shed cheekily play into it a little bit but mostly still keep up the "ooh im so little and small" schtick. do you see my vision. do you get it
ok and so if i met a genie and fixed the world and all its ills in one wish i would do the sabrina carpenter thing second and third i would wish for all evidence of one random taylor swift song to disappear from the world once every month or so. taylor would have no memory of it. her fans would remember it and there would be an outcry over where it went (it's not even in concert videos anymore!) but taylor would have no memory of it
instead, all her brainspace spent on that song would be replaced with the vivid memories of roman gladiator, taylaurius velox. she's able to hide this at first, but her music begins to take on a gradually romaner and romaner tint. at first, people are like "damn, she's getting REALLY conservative, huh" and other people are like "wow, she's so deep, she knows what a rubicon is" but eventually travis kelce leaves her out of nowhere (he wasn't sure if dating someone possessed by a roman gladiator made him gay or not and anyway he was getting sick of being like "we're going to play the lions" and taylor being like "LIONS? WHERE?") and taylor publishes an entire brutus themed album about this betrayal and it's beginning to weird people out
and so eventually travis kelce is getting like, bomb threats sent to his family for leaving taylor and eventually he's like "okay, okay, i left her because she kept having all these vivid nightmares of gladatorial combat and she kept saying that football was giving her the ick because we never actually killed anybody for the glory of rome" and then he just gets more bomb threats because he left a struggling woman during a mental health crisis
and eventually taylor is writing music about her forbidden roman senator lover and her fanbase is either whittled WAY down or WAY up because people want to watch this trainwreck happen (or maybe she influences culture so hard that we're just all really into rome now) but she's being super cagey about the name of this roman senator. until. and now here's the twist:
weird al has been getting all of the same vivid memories of taylaurius velox. and he still has all his memories of her old songs. so he's writing all these detailed song parodies of taylor swift songs that don't exist anymore including specific details about their shared gladiatorial reality that taylor has never shared with anybody else. including that her lover's name was publius, and she's been calling him Poob for short
at this point a lot of original swifties are leaving. they could do the brutus stuff, but they really can't survive poob. taylor makes a clapping back at the haters song including the lyric "these bitches don't know publius" and it ends up all over all sorts of merch. there's a renewed archaeological interest in roman gladatorial combat
most importantly, the internet discourse is the best it's ever been. does this make taylor swift transmasc? is travis kelce problematic for leaving his fiancee while she gradually morphs into a roman gladiator? is this good queer representation? if taylaurius velox was a gay man, does that mean the gaylors were technically correct? is weird al morally wrong for capitalizing off of her music if she cant remember it anymore? was weird al sent by god to torment taylor swift?
anyway thats what id do if i met a genie
i kind of don’t relate to the way other people Hate fictional characters in fandom spaces most of the time because to me a character is first and foremost a vehicle for Making A Story so if the character does Story. then it’s good. i don’t know how to explain what i mean by this. the only time i feel like i dislike a character is when i feel like their presence is not interesting and isn’t doing anything for my experience of Story. you know.
autumn/winter affirmations:
7 p.m. is not late
your day is not over at 7 p.m.
you are allowed to leave your house after it gets dark
7 p.m. is so early
NYT crossword puzzle clue today: "spice used prominently in Hungarian cooking" My mom: ??? Me, who mainlined Dracula Daily circa 2023: 😎😎😎
Hang in there! 화이팅!
Hi, Tara! In 2022, I translated your fanfiction "Apple Pies and the Other Amends" into Russian. Yesterday I received a message from a non-profit publishing house. They want to print my translation of your work. I doubt they asked for your permission to print it (they didn't mention about it to me). Considering all the things going on around "non-commercial" printing lately (the guys are actually making a decent amount of money, although they're trying to convince others that it's not), I don't want to give my permission for printing. What do you think about it?
I absolutely agree - I personally don't give my consent to any of my fanfics being published for distribution of any kind. I only approve of fan bindings for personal use.