Love this, Ashley! I, too, once upon a time, loved The Little House on the Prairie and devoured those Thoene books (ick!), although I was spared Mandie 🙌🏻. We were HUGE Harry Potter fans in our house when my daughter was growing up and the books were just coming out ... we did those bookstore midnight lineups when the newest novel came out ... she dressed up as Hermione for Halloween ... we bought all the movies on DVD ... I'm pretty sure I knit her a Gryffindor scarf! When she and I went to Scotland a number of years ago, we did our own Harry Potter tour of Edinburgh ... went to the Elephant Cafe where the author (she who will not be named!) wrote, my daughter put "thank you" graffiti on the bathroom wall along with all the other fans, we went to the graveyard where the author found the characters' names and looked at all the headstones, PLUS hit the shops on Victoria Street aka Diagon Alley selling overpriced HP merchandise ... and now? We just can't. We can't watch the new films. We had tickets for the "Harry Potter and the Cursed Child" theatre production and returned them. We. just. can't.
This is not my first "divorce" from art when the artist does sh*tty things - I stopped watching Woody Allen films nearly 30 years ago (although I had LOVED his work up till then) when the news broke about him and Soon-Yi and then the news about Dylan clinched it.
If you're looking for a good book (non-fiction) on trans rights and theology, I recommend Austen Hartke, Transforming. The author is a trans man with a seminary masters degree in Hebrew Bible Studies. There's a new updated and expanded edition that just came out this year (in case you read the original back when it was released in 2018).
I feel like it’s doubly hard when you have such specific, truly happy memories tied to them. Trying to hold onto that while also acknowledging the disappointment is so tough. Thank you for the book rec!
Love this, Ashley! I, too, once upon a time, loved The Little House on the Prairie and devoured those Thoene books (ick!), although I was spared Mandie 🙌🏻. We were HUGE Harry Potter fans in our house when my daughter was growing up and the books were just coming out ... we did those bookstore midnight lineups when the newest novel came out ... she dressed up as Hermione for Halloween ... we bought all the movies on DVD ... I'm pretty sure I knit her a Gryffindor scarf! When she and I went to Scotland a number of years ago, we did our own Harry Potter tour of Edinburgh ... went to the Elephant Cafe where the author (she who will not be named!) wrote, my daughter put "thank you" graffiti on the bathroom wall along with all the other fans, we went to the graveyard where the author found the characters' names and looked at all the headstones, PLUS hit the shops on Victoria Street aka Diagon Alley selling overpriced HP merchandise ... and now? We just can't. We can't watch the new films. We had tickets for the "Harry Potter and the Cursed Child" theatre production and returned them. We. just. can't.
This is not my first "divorce" from art when the artist does sh*tty things - I stopped watching Woody Allen films nearly 30 years ago (although I had LOVED his work up till then) when the news broke about him and Soon-Yi and then the news about Dylan clinched it.
If you're looking for a good book (non-fiction) on trans rights and theology, I recommend Austen Hartke, Transforming. The author is a trans man with a seminary masters degree in Hebrew Bible Studies. There's a new updated and expanded edition that just came out this year (in case you read the original back when it was released in 2018).
I feel like it’s doubly hard when you have such specific, truly happy memories tied to them. Trying to hold onto that while also acknowledging the disappointment is so tough. Thank you for the book rec!