Hello, welcome to my blog!
Hello there! It's been ages since I last blogged - I think the last time I journalled about my day online, I was seventeen and it was a super-secret Tumblr dedicated to original emo posts and reblogged GIFs of indie films. How the times have changed! Now I'm twenty, and this is a not-so-secret website dedicated to original emo posts and... Oh. Maybe things don't change as much as I think they do.
Anyway. I didn't start this blog so I could blab about Tumblr. I started this blog because it came with the website! No. I'm kidding. I've started blogging because I thought it'd be nice to make updates on what I'm doing, as opposed to this site just being a cryogenic bank of the things I did once upon a time. So welcome to the present. Let me tell you what I've been getting up to.
At the front of my brain right now is the Queer Zinefest (14 July 2018, 12.30pm to 5.30pm at Camp Kilo Charcoal Club). If you've interacted with me on any other social media platform, you're tired of hearing me say this, but - it's Singapore's first-ever platform for LGBTQIA+ independent publishers! It really started out as a much smaller idea - I just wanted to unearth Singapore's queer zinesters and see what they were up to. But it has taken on a life of its own and swelled to become a true-blue zinefest with twenty-two booths, five musicians, four workshops, three craft tables and one zine library (by the lovely people at Squelch Zines). I feel like a proud mother. My baby has become more than I ever dreamed they would. Don't pinch me. I don't want to wake up.
It's been incredibly heartwarming to feel the love of the local queer community and all our allies. You grow up thinking your society is against you, and that your sexuality means you will never be treated the same in this country, but I take one look at the outpouring of support we've received from artists, collectives, journalists, musicians... Everyone! And I suddenly feel a lot less alone. And the support hasn't just come from local angels - we were blown away by the responses we got not just from the region, but from the whole world (Serbia included. Whaaaat!) That there is a whole community of people who are invested in our teensy event on our tiny island city makes me feel so incredibly humbled and loved.
You'll probably be hearing more about QZF (Queer Zinefest, whoops) on this blog, but for now, please enjoy some photographs:
Besides QZF, I'm also working on a bunch of other events. One of 'em is happening in just over a week's time - BooksActually's LGBTQIA+ panel How Peculiar We Are In Our Writing (6 July, 7.30pm). I'm going to be speaking on a panel. Whaaaat. I'm so excited. When I got the email, I think my heart stopped. Then it stopped again because I realised I'd be away in Japan. A friend told me to listen to my gut, so I went on Skyscanner, found a $160 flight back from Japan, and booked it. And that is the story of how and why I am part of a queer BooksActually panel. I am so stoked. I don't know why I was invited, but I am so stoked.
Thanks to Steph Dogfoot, I've also gotten involved in some of the programmes in this year's IndigNation (see: Singapore's annual pride season). I am honoured to be curating CONTRADICTION XIV alongside Max and Steph. It's so great. I am so excited for the lineup. I'm also putting together a zine workshop/talk, which you will hear more about once QZF dies down.
Events aside, I'm working on a couple of zines - I've thrown together a zine of my spoken word, but I'm not sure I'll photocopy it for mass production. I've finished a coming out zine, but I'm not sure it's a story I'm ready to share (I've shared part of it via a YouTube vlog, but I sugar-coated so many things because there are chapters of this story I haven't fully resolved with myself). And I've got a bunch of comics I might collate in a short zine, but we'll see how that goes.
Anyway. Thank you for reading this far! It's one in the morning, so I'm going to end this post here. I have a ton of things to do for QZF before I fly off tomorrow, so I should probably get some rest. But you know. No rest for the wicked and things. But I'll try. (I'm getting very incoherent. Please someone take away my Internet access.)