Story before identity–then, now, and forever
Not once, during my most voracious phase as a reader, during those summers spent at the library, did I once go, “Hmm, I want to read a book by a/an [insert identity group] writer.”
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Science fiction with heart. Human drives, not hyperdrives.
Not once, during my most voracious phase as a reader, during those summers spent at the library, did I once go, “Hmm, I want to read a book by a/an [insert identity group] writer.”