I sat under my light for an hour. I dove back into the trainwreck that is the "Gay for You" m/m romance controversy. I am depressed about it, especially about the way the other editors jumped on me. I am also depressed that Amy Lane's post said not to ruin the fun others are having, and that Heidi Cullinan interviewed authors who write "Gay for You" and said it was just fine. She closed the comments on that one pretty fast. She soon wrote another post about how she'd gotten over being an "outrage addict," and implied that other people should get over their "outrage addictions," too. Why, Heidi, why? I really like your writing. Josh wrote a "yay, diversity!" post that translated as "you can't stop women from writing m/m." Also known as picking the wrong hill to die on. Since the Josh/Diane "coming out" as a cis woman thing, I keep thinking how a certain author that curses other authors and readers out in public was right all along, and it's a terrible thought.
I didn't have to be anywhere today. I will probably go out to get dinner. I chatted with Riah for a while. I will read her new book soon. I am looking forward to it.
Later: J.-PA really wants me to watch "Daredevil" season two. I told her I was too busy being indignant on social media. "Boo!" she said. I will get around to watching "Daredevil." I figure it's going to be depressing, and I think I'll need emotional energy for it.
I did laundry. It looks like that will be the one productive thing I do today.