Gay in the Bay | Vol. 2023, Issue 25

Queer Intro

Welcome to the Gay in the Bay Blog! I am Josie, a queer writer and videographer that loves to document what I see around me. This started out as a writing blog but has grown to include events that more people should know about.

This post is for the week of June 18 — 24.

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Writing

Much of my week has been spent in preparation of a photo-related project, but I was able to write. Well, until Friday, but check out below to see what I mean.

Writing has been slow-going this month, but only to celebrate being who I am. Which seems all the more important with all the hateful legislation going on. But in terms of writing, I’m paying more attention to two characters in particular: Billy and Johnny.

They are two young men who are part of the ragtag team of misfits hunting cryptids in my fictional city of New London. In the late 80s/early 90s, they face something even scarier than the vampires and ghosts that they hunt: homophobic parents in the midst of them falling in love.

The places they explore are up against the backdrop of the AIDS epidemic. Controversy still ran rampant in the United States, even in NL. Billy and Johnny find themselves in a largely accepting city, but begin to find the underbelly. They look for monsters to see if they are real, and find the human kind hiding in their parents.

This is really becoming a love story wrapped in the cloak of a horror story, filled with quips and pop culture references galore!

I goofed up and stopped talking about monsters for a couple of weeks. It’s time to get back on track. Who doesn’t like a good spook?

Mothman!

The cryptid known as Mothman is nearly as mysterious as, say, aliens. It’s a creature that seems to appear out of nowhere. And it is an Appalachian creature.

Now, I didn’t grow up knowing that last part. I was never told where exactly it was. And when I hear Ohio, I don’t think of the Appalachian Mountains. Hell, when I heard about Mothman on an episode of Timesuck (275 - Appalachian Cryptids, if you want to check the full episode out), I had to doublecheck the information!

With too much history to go into here, this is truly a humanoid creature that’s gone beyond spooky campfire stories. Whether or not you believe in such creatures, it is well worth your time to check them out. Link to the Wikipedia article in the title above.


Pride Month!

While it wasn’t mentioned the past couple of weeks, it is PRIDE Month! I didn’t do as much as I did last year, which was five full days of rainbows and small business booths. But this year several things happened within a week.

This should’ve been covered in last week’s blog, but I was busy losing sleep over a really cool person. But things will still get covered, even if every single week of June has been a blur and difficult to keep up with.

Poetry Slime occurred June 17th, while the Trans March event occurred the 23rd.

Poetry Slime

Poetry Slime meets at Milk SF. I frequently advertised it for the first couple of months, alongside Queer Bedtime Stories. But I realized that I had fallen into a pattern: one that mostly consisted of going to and hanging out with friends between those events. These two have become great ways to catch up with those I already know, and to meet new people.

And I did meet someone new at the gayest of all Poetry Slime events. I find myself in the middle of a meet-cute. We both saw each other recite poetry, and then he got to hang out with the rest of the group at a bar afterward. This is where we both got to meet each other. We played Jenga (a game I’m obsessed with) for quite a while. He beat me in the end. It didn’t occur to me how amazing I thought they were until I was safely at home. We are currently planning on hanging out again.

Volunteer Photographer

Saturday, on the 23rd of June, I got to volunteer for the Trans March non-profit. From 3-6pm I got to take pictures of every sponsor present. There were probably a couple dozen, and some of them were so crowded the entire time that I would have to speak to them later.

My objective: take booth pictures of each sponsor for a collage they wanted to prepare next year.

It was so much fun to connect with new people in this way. I can’t wait for another opportunity to arise where I can help a group out. Even though it was socially and physically draining, it is easily one of my favorite events of the year.


Camera Repair

On a final note: I’m branching out into camera repair! It has been an interest of mine since working at Lens Rentals. Analog and digital, I will not discriminate. The focus right now is to tell everyone I know in the Bay Area so I can get as much experience as possible, then branch out from there. This is a hobby. I have no current plans or expectations for this to become anything more than that. With that being said, I would love to be in a position where I can offer this service to anyone in need of a good CLA (clean, lube, adjust).


Pop Culture

Each week I include media that I’ve enjoyed. If you’re a creator of any kind, please email me to be included in this list. I love discovering new artists; from singer-songwriters to upcoming directors, and beyond.


Week 50 | Sunny but cold Writing Blog

Week 50

A warm story for a cold week.

A Scatter of Light is the cozy sapphic romance in the Bay Area that I needed this week.


2022 is coming to a close. There’s less than two weeks left of the year. And I could not be busier. I’m really happy to be in this current situation. I’ve finished a first draft, need to complete a second, working on a nebulous third fictional piece (and performing it in front of people!), started hosting my podcast again, and even helping start a business! Among other things.

But most importantly, I’m learning when to finish something and take time for myself. That felt difficult when I was back in Memphis but seems more manageable in Oakland. I think with a big move comes big clarity. I still miss the friends I left in my hometown, and I love living in California. It’s a weird dual feeling, and I miss each and every one of them.

Fabulosa Books in the Castro district of San Francisco sells postcards. And I love postcards! I’m sending a few out to friends and chosen family. I’m actually using my two Instagram accounts to showcase them, bit by bit.

Poetry Slime at Milk SF

Poetry Slime is hosted by Milk SF on the third Saturday of every month.

There was a goth video that someone mentioned in an Instagram video. I don’t recall exactly when I found the original video, but this definitely brought me back a ways. This is hilarious because I’ve been listening to a lot of emo , punk, and even some clips on social sites. I’m living the emo days that I never got to experience in my teens and twenties.


An image from Poetry Slime from this past Saturday (18 December 2022).


I had the opportunity to read the first chapter of a story called Life After Trans at an LGBT community event called Queer Bedtime Stories. I got some positive feedback, so I’m excited to continue the revisions. I know it’s not perfect, and I’m actively revising it along with my book. I hope to continue receiving feedback and make it stronger.

Over the weekend I participated in another queer event called Poetry Slime (like a slam, but gay and non-competitive). I created a small series of haiku that discuss moments on BART (the Bay Area Rapid Transit system), and it got a good laugh. We also create prompts for each other and write based off of that. I got the prompt “the last time you were watching city lights in the distance.” I wrote about my last night living in Memphis and the various places I recalled before my big move.

I tend to write drama more than anything else. I’m not as great at comedy like others are. At the same time, I do create jokes in the scenarios in a sci-fi series. But I’m not witty enough to think of jokes on the spot. Still, I love adding my dramatic and pensive works into the mix of all this queer words.

Texis (2021) by Sleigh Bells

Sleigh Bells is a Brooklyn band that I listen to primarily in December. I’m not a fan of Christmas music, as it hasn’t changed at all since the ‘50s. In other words, it’s all trash. Except for this band. They are a strange duo, mixing various genres including but not limited to pop, hip hop, metal, and punk.

I never thought I was interested in romance novels. It turns out that I’m into queer romance novels, Sapphic to be specific. A Scatter of Light is a light sequel to the amazing Last Night at the Telegraph Club. I plunged into the first book on a whim, as I’m usually hesitant to read historical fiction. The cause of such hesitation is currently unknown and has been left by the wayside. I’d like to expand on this sequel in future posts since it covers places I’ve visited in the past few months. But I will say: it’s pretty awesome to read about events taking place less than 15 miles from where you live!


Here’s some cool things from this week:

  • Instagram post that took me back in time.

  • YouTube video that the Instagram post is about.

  • A Scatter of Light

  • Poetry Slime

Review: Rom-Com

The phrase Romantic Comedy, or Rom-Com, used to bug me. Let’s explore that.

There’s no denying that Romances and Comedies are, at large, successful genres. So one would think that combining the two would be an even bigger success. Right? The answer to that gets a mixed result. What begins as a simple question turns into a mix of results, feelings, and opinions. A simple yes never seems to suffice. “Yes, because…” or “No, because…” generally follow.

Romantic Comedy… is a subgenera of comedy and slice-of-life fiction, focusing on lighthearted, humorous plot lines centered on romantic ideas, such as how true love is able to surmount out obstacles. —Wikipedia entry

I used to say the phrase, “I hate it because it sucks.” Which is one of the biggest cop-outs one can possibly state. There was a period of time where I wondered why nobody wanted to talk about movies with me. And it was because of that cop-out answer. There’s just no room for someone else’s opinion in a conversation you or I just closed.

The Rom-Com subgenera has always felt foreign to me. Possibly to do with the screwball scenarios and just how lightly we’re taking the emotions of these two people’s lives. Plus, they always felt forced to me. None of it made sense and it just felt fatalistic. Like these two fictional people had no autonomy of their own. (I just came up with the storyline of Stranger Than Fiction (2006).

My brain was just plain determined not to like this kind of movie. Until Love, Simon (2018). This movie is, at its core, a Rom-Com. I didn’t want to like it. But I did in the end. But why?

The most obvious aspect was the fact that Simon is gay and he’s going after another guy. But it was more nuanced than that. The comedy was more restrained and felt more natural. It didn’t feel forced in the initial viewing. And it felt like each character had personal autonomy. So I guess it has to be LGBT for me watch?

But another reason this phrase used to be obnoxious was the contraction. “Rom-Com.” For some reason my brain just doesn’t like it. It rubs me the wrong way. And if you say it too many times, it loses all meaning. Which is probably what happened when my parents introduced me to movies such as Titanic (1997) at a young age.

Romantic Comedies are beginning to grow on me, as much as I don’t like to admit it. Though the catch is: it needs to be LGBT. With a sigh, I have to give Romantic Comedies four stars.