Lette

As the Dykes on Bikes roared past me on Sydney’s Oxford Street, the crowd erupted into applause. I asked the surrounding gay guys why the Dykes on Bikes always kicked off the Mardi Gras. “Respect,” they chorused.They then explained the grim…

Others got in touch to ask if my current boyfriend was feeling nervous. “I hope you stay one step ahead of the false accusations,” Julia Gillard commiserated via email. “If you don’t, I will bake a file in a cake for you. Actually, the way…

But when we authors get a bad review, critics become no better than pond scum. “Critics! Ugh!” we whine. “Cyborgs that eat human flesh are less alien than bloody book reviewers!” Thoughts of murder cross your mind. The only thing that stops…

For hours I lay rigid, fantasising about putting my clothes back on. Then, just to get really kinky, I fantasised about other people putting their clothes back on as well. The threat of third-degree sunburn finally meant that I had no…

There’s a lot to be said for celibacy and most of it begins with “Why me?” I suppose there are worse things … like hepatitis and death. The pandemic has created a loneliness epidemic. Many of my single girlfriends worry that, if they’re in…

Those who aren’t going around the world in 80 lays are mastering Sanskrit or re-reading Proust – “but this time, in French”. Nauseating.But it’s even worse when they enthusiastically attempt to recruit you. I do not want to run a marathon.…