The Times I Knew I Was Gay is another book that didn’t quite match up with my expectations. Stupidly, I expected we’d get something along the lines of a numbered list of moments that stuck out to Crewes as signs she was gay. What I got instead was a patchwork quilt of anecdotes that flesh out her not only as a gay person, but simply as a person. In many ways, that better serves her story, I feel. Gay people aren’t defined by their sexuality no […]
AKA, the times I knew I wish she was my friend…
The Times I Knew I Was Gay by Eleanor Crewes
