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I enjoyed it but good lord.

The pacing and tonal flaws were killer. (lolsob) (actually I did not sob but space dads made my husband weep like a baby).

Things I enjoyed: SPACE DADS OMG SPACE DADS. Okay so Donnie Yen is amazeballs, obviously, but I…

Bad Policy

Here we are again. I highly recommend you read the very thorough breakdown of issues by David Hill over here, then come back. Because this is…complex.

A few days ago Green Ronin released two things; a personal post by Nicole Lindroos, and a (zero draft?) policy about dealing…

There is an essay about women’s anger making the rounds. The bit I see quoted, a lot, is:

There’s a reckoning taking place now, we’re told. Female anger is at last finding its mark and its moment. I hope this is my primitive anger-shame speaking, or jadedness, or simple exhaustion…

As I’ve mentioned, I have the PTSD. Proper diagnosed and medicated, with a monthly therapy date and a mental health care plan and all that.

Doesn’t stop the triggers but I am better at dealing with them, and to that end:

Content Warning: suicidal ideation, sexual assault, rape

The most…

There are a lot of them. It feels like the staircase is more missing than solid some days.

I wrote about it once before but I never really thought all that much about the whisper network I referred to here. I never really considered that it was a male friend…

A lot of erotica could, if one were kind, be called edgy. There’s the earlier iterations of ‘good girls don’t’ meaning to get the good girl to do ‘it’ you had a fair bit of what could charitably be called dubcon, if not outright rape.

Romance has moved on from…

When I was a wee little babby nerd, I haunted the library. I’d finally gotten to the part of highschool where I could spend one afternoon a week at the local public library. It was glorious.

(please understand — I lived on a small, isolated, awful island primarily inhabited by…

Today is one of those days.

Although to be truthful it isn’t a day as much as…

Leaving my headphones in the pocket of my jeans from

Yesterday with three students crying as an 11 year old girl unwillingly portrayed a rape victim in a film by a self-confessed auteur…

VL Darling

Writer, Essayist, Kaiju

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