Mourning —> Hope ~ Outside the Margins with Posy Roberts

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I knew this post was coming up but I put off writing it because of the election. I didn’t want to write a lighthearted post about my new release without knowing the presidential outcome, and I’m glad I waited.

Before dawn this morning, I was making plans to go to a fabric store to buy some black lace and chiffon and make a veil. I’m in mourning, and I wanted to disappear for a while behind the protection of fabric. I decided change my profile photo instead.

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Last night I went to a taco joint with my best friend to watch the election returns. We thought it was going to be a night of celebration like election night had been four years ago when Minnesota voted marriage equality into our constitution and reelected President Obama.

It wasn’t.

At 9:10 p.m. CST, my daughter sent me a screenshot of the electoral map along with the message “America is dead.” I reassured her that it was still too early to tell. California, Oregon, and Washington polls hadn’t even closed yet and there were still numerous states on the East Coast that were too close to call. At 10:51 she wrote, “I’d rather die than him be president.” My reply: No dying. This election result will not be the end to the US, to our ideals, and it sure as hell isn’t going to be the end of my daughter’s life or her hope!

Poppy is passionate about politics. Some of that comes from her dad and me, but a lot comes from self-preservation. She’s gender non-conforming and queer. She grew up in a house where she never needed to hide. She stood beside me as I canvassed for marriage equality four years ago. She watched our governor sign that amendment into law on the capitol steps. She wears pride buttons, unicorn pajamas, and sits dead center in the middle of the room when teachers as boys to go on one side and girls on the other. And she’s gone to pride events with me for several years. She even writes MM and FF fiction.

When I got home last night, Poppy and I pulled out the hide-a-bed and snuggled up. She needed to talk, but she was having a hard time getting past her anger to form words. Her dad had talked to her about coping mechanisms and let her know we would get through this, but I could see she was scared under her anger, same as me.

Last night on Facebook I shared some of my fears.

After I wrote those few words, it was as if Poppy was given permission to fall apart. My child, who jokes that she has no soul because little makes her sad, sobbed in my arms. She shared what she was most afraid of and what she was ruminating on. My teenager shouldn’t have to fear the sorts of things children in Nazi Germany did. She shared her uncertainty for her future and how she’s going to handle everyday issues that she once handled with ease and her brand of sass. Now she might feel pressured to go sit with the girls rather than making a political statement about gender binaries. She may fear a person finding out she’s pansexual.

And last night, she learned just how misogynistic our country is when a highly qualified woman was beat out by a shill and a hack. She sees the world is set up to screw her over, so she may not call out sexism like she has in the past. Sure, the world isn’t as sexist as it was a hundred years ago or fifty, but it sure as hell isn’t a place where she feels as if she’s an equal. And now that my rose-colored glasses have come off, I see the strides we’d taken as a nation are not nearly as long as I’d thought.

But I know my kid. All she needs in some encouragement from her father and me to keep sitting in the middle of the classroom and calling people out on bigoted and sexist crap. She’s going to date the people she wants and wear her pride shoelaces to school.

She’s also going to be able to vote in four years.

I’ve seen a passion in the kids in her generation like I’ve never seen before in young people. They aren’t afraid to call out racism and tell someone to stop being a homophobic asshole. They stand up for their non-cis and disabled friends and aren’t afraid of the gray areas the people four and five times their age are. They welcome diversity and living outside the box. Soon there will be more fearless voters like Poppy.

The worlds we read and write about where men openly kiss their partner in the middle of a mall will be reality, not just in a few places in the US, but everywhere. We need to keep our boots on the ground and keep sharing books and confronting hatred whenever we see it. We need to teach people that different isn’t something to fear.

As my husband went off to work today, he was unusually optimistic for him. I’m the silver-lining person in the house, after all, but he said we’d stay here and fight this. We need to ensure the checks and balances in our government are respected and utilized. And we need to make all the small and big differences we are given a chance to make.

So despite my Facebook profile being a picture of me veiled in mourning, I do have hope.

Now, if you do want some lighter fare or a break from politics, my new release is about the fates conspire against Marc, setting up a chain of encounters that bring him face to face with Cas until they get it right.

 

~Posy Roberts


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Title: Stroke of Luck
Author: Posy Roberts
Publisher: Labyrinth Bound Press
Publication Date: 10/26/2016
Cover Artist: Posy Roberts
Genre: Bisexual, Romance

Blurb:

After everything Marc owned burned to a crisp, he’s living off the kindness of others. A model condo is his temporary home, and his last dime went to essentials. He doesn’t need another distraction, but the fates conspire against him, setting up a chain of encounters that bring him face to face with Cas.

Cas’s love life has been in limbo for years, lovers moving on as soon as they discover how close he is to his best friend, Maisie. Then he meets Marc. The attraction between the two men can’t be denied, but Cas isn’t sure he can risk his friendship for a guy who will only end up leaving when he sees how close he and Maisie are.

When Marc and Cas discover they live in the same building, it’s kismet. But Marc has to invite chaos into his life if he and Cas stand a chance, and Cas faces a choice between friendship and love. Luck may be on their side… if they’re willing to risk it all.

Links

Stroke of Luck on Goodreads

Amazon US
Amazon UK
Amazon CA

About Posy Roberts

Posy Roberts writes about romantic male love. Whether her characters are family men, drag queens, or lonely men searching for connections, they all find a home in her stories.

Posy is married to a man who makes sure she doesn’t forget to eat or sleep; her daughter, a budding author and dedicated Whovian, helps her come up with character names. When Posy’s not writing, she enjoys crafting, hiking, and singing spontaneously about the mundane, just to make normal seem more interesting.


Farewell Giveaway
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.

Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,

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