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Five Star's 317th Great Blog Roundup Is Brought to You By Yan Lianke

This week's Five Star roundup is brought to you by racial politics and a sports figure who should know better, strange turns in the road to becoming a parent, a good friend well missed, a violent and dehumanizing system, the politics of colour editing in comics, and Yan Lianke:

by Georges Seguin (Okki) (own work) [GFDL or CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

by Georges Seguin (Okki) (own work) [GFDL or CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

For complexity does not inevitably heighten a story's verisimilitude, or its power to convince; sometimes simplicity and economy make for a more vigorous exposition, propelling the drama forward.
— Yan Lianke, Serve the People!: A Novel

Happy reading!

"It's Great Mo'ne Davis Had It In Her to Forgive That Guy. But Still, Fuck That Guy." by Damon Young at VSB:

There’s nothing to be happy about — no feel-good takeaways — when a middle school girl gets insulted by a man and has to speak up for him so he can continue a baseball career no one gives a fuck about. She is not supposed to be anyone’s savior or protector. We need to be saving and protecting her.

"The Sperm Part 2: Fresher Sperm" by Sara Hyde at Turkey Baster Baby:

So in the quest to get the freshest sperm possible we now have our donor coming over to masturbate at our house.  When I imagined this I thought it would be super awkward but actually it was pretty okay.

"Time and Space, My Friend" by Meg at Pigspittle Ohio:

All I remember about graduation is being ashamed of my shoes. My fucking shoes. So today I exchange my memory for his. I make it my own: we were kind to each other when the reality of all that we would leave behind and all that we would find ahead smacked us across the face.

"Our Bodies Are Not Terra Nullius" by Naomi at Kwe Today:

I am scared. I am angry. I am sad.
Yesterday I received the news of the verdict. “You must have heard by now,” my friend sent me. I didn’t. I just got off the plane. I was on my way to an interview. I checked twitter. Practically silent. I checked Facebook. Same thing. I googled his name to find the media had begun reporting on the verdict.
Her name is Cindy Gladue.

"Lighten Up" by Ronald Wimberly at Medium's The Nib:

Maybe you're reading this and thinking, "that doesn't seem like a big deal." But at that moment I thought…
"is this racist?"
…and I know that if I'm asking that question, the answer is probably "yes."

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Five Star's 316th Great Blog Roundup Is Brought to Us By Miguel de Cervantes

This week's roundup is brought to you by teaching and learning as indigenous people at university, a not-so-sexy sexy party, nematode worms, the loss of a good man, holding space, and Miguel de Cervantes:

by possibly Juan de Jauregui y Aguilar (circa 1583–1641) [public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

by possibly Juan de Jauregui y Aguilar (circa 1583–1641) [public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Never stand begging for that which you have the power to earn.
— Miguel de Cervantes —

Happy reading!

"Carrying the Fire" by Daniel Heath Justice at Indigenous Nationhood Movement:

We need these brave, brilliant, fabulous minds and spirits put to the big challenges of our world. Decolonization and cultural resurgence can only happen when the best of who we are and what we can provide come together in service: for the People, for our families, for the other-than-human world, and even for ourselves. But we need our students to engage those challenges fuelled by love, hope, and transformative commitment.

The following contains adult content and is NSFW:
"Are Y’all Ready For This?" by Chelsea G. Summers at Adult Magazine:

There will be cheese cubes. There will also be a plate of desultory fruit, and another with careful loops of store-bought chocolate chip cookies… 
But the cheese, orange as a kindergartner’s sun, gets eaten. I can think of few foods less conducive to sex than cheese cubes — chili, I suppose — yet there I am, at a sex party, and there are cheese cubes.

"A Murder Mystery" by Katy Anders at Fascist Dyke Motors:

It wasn’t until late Friday evening that we became aware of the outbreak, and by then it was too late. The window for containment – the containment of whatever it was that we were dealing with – was closed, but still we went through the motions of containing it.
Zero Zero was the first to go.

"Carlos Mora 8/16/39 – 6/3/2014" by Sarah Yates at A House In the Hills:

I want to see him and Lou sitting outside deeply engrossed in a conversation, knowing that they would both choose to be nowhere else in that moment. As anyone who has lost someone knows, there are moments when it’s ok and then other moments when the finality of it all hits like a brick wall right in the face.

"What it means to “hold space” for people, plus eight tips on how to do it well" by Heather Plett at Heather Plett:

In the two years since then, I’ve often thought about Ann and the important role she played in our lives. She was much more than what can fit in the title of “palliative care nurse”. She was facilitator, coach, and guide. By offering gentle, nonjudgmental support and guidance, she helped us walk one of the most difficult journeys of our lives.
The work that Ann did can be defined by a term that’s become common in some of the circles in which I work. She was holding space for us.

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Five Star's 315th Great Blog Roundup Is Brought to You By Kazuo Ishiguro

This week's Five Star is brought to you by a collection of insults, what might be if our parents had only known, life after the loss of a child, trusting your own aesthetic, unnecessarily shaming boys while making girls interests into special cases, and Kazuo Ishiguro:

by Mariusz Kubik, http://www.mariuszkubik.pl [GFDL, CC-BY-SA-3.0 or CC BY 2.5], via Wikimedia Commons

by Mariusz Kubik, http://www.mariuszkubik.pl
[GFDL, CC-BY-SA-3.0 or CC BY 2.5], via Wikimedia Commons

As a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened.
— Kazuo Ishiguro —

Happy Wednesday, and happy reading!

"Filter" by Denise Ullem at Universal Grit:

I’ve even collected negative thoughts that I think people may have thought about me. You may not have known this about me, but I’m a collector of made-up-thoughts-for-other-people.

"Living Aloud" by Erica Mullenix at Free Fringes:

In a secret space filled with women, there is nothing off-limits as we soothe one another into normalcy. Out of closeted fears. Away from debilitating anxiety. This has happened to me, we say in near unison. You are not alone.
It is during one of these discussions we begin to talk about how our lives would be different if our parents had known what we now know about anxiety and depression in children.

"Weight" by Mishi Methven at Stella Joy:

I still feel the weight of all these stories now, two weeks after Christmas. I feel the weight of the knowledge that there are countless families like Aimee’s and mine which are not quite ever complete at the Holiday’s. Or any day. Aimee and I only got three Christmases with Stella, and only two “pre-diagnosis” when we still believed in the magic of Christmas. Christmas had never really been the same to me.

"I Know the Rules — I Just Don't Care" by Shannon Barber at Medium:

Just like everyone else I know what I’m supposed to be covering up or hiding or giving up.
I’m just not going to.

"No Boys Allowed: School visits as a woman writer" by Shannon Hale at Shannon Hale:

Let’s be clear: I do not talk about “girl” stuff. I do not talk about body parts. I do not do a “Your Menstrual Cycle and You!” presentation. I talk about books and writing, reading, rejections and moving through them, how to come up with story ideas. But because I’m a woman, because some of my books have pictures of girls on the cover, because some of my books have “princess” in the title, I’m stamped as “for girls only.” However, the male writers who have boys on their covers speak to the entire school.

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