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Walking

Yesterday my partner and I were tossing around some ideas for a birthday present for his mom.   “She got herself a treadmill recently,” he told me. “ I was thinking something from REI. Athletic wear.”   “That sounds good. She likes to walk. REI would have some good outerwear too.”   “Yeah, she’s not as comfortable walking outside anymore. That’s why she got the treadmill.”   “For safety reasons. She doesn’t want to be out on the roads alone.” The woman’s in fine health and in a mild

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Before and After

Odd as it may seem, my transition doesn’t serve as a reference point for much in my life. The perspective from within, my internal dialogue, rarely follows the arc of “Back when you were living as a girl…now that you’re living as a guy.” This is largely because my internal dialogue didn’t change that much. The Me, the Self, the Identity, that I’ve lived with forever didn’t really alter. While I’ve made plenty of interesting discoveries during this journey, I can’t say an entirely new self-aw

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small town or big city

Big cities have a lot to offer.  I've lived in, or near, a large city most of my adult life.  Sometimes I think it would be nice to live in a small town or at least nice to have lived somewhere long enough that people recognize me.  Seems that after 10 years I'm approaching that level of familiarity with some of the local merchants.  This morning I ran a couple errands and got that small town experience.  One elicited just the sort of warm feelings I imagine is common in a small town.  The other

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Tennessee Tree

Trees. There’s a redwood tree just on the edge of our property. It’s massive. Although I’ve seen it nearly daily for years, I never take the view for granted. A few moments watching the branches sway always soothes, no matter how tumultuous the day. Ever present. That’s a tree, symbolically, to me.   The earliest tree I have a distinct memory of is a Weeping Willow tree that was in the backyard of our home in Virginia. There were branches low enough for me to climb, and the thick wisps o

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Womanless Wedding, South Carolina, 1980s

Womanless Wedding, South Carolina, 1980s   I came across this page in my high school yearbook this weekend. I was working on a post for my tumblr blog dedicated to a friend of mine from high school. I broke open the yearbook to find the note he’d left for me and in the process came across this wedding affair memorialized forever in its pages.   I have no recollection of this event whatsoever. (Though I do remember my father competing in a Womanless Beauty Pageant when I was 7, but that's a

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Thoughts on Father's Day

(Some rambling words after two glasses of wine and some dark chocolate. You have been warned.)   Father’s Day has gotten me into a “what if” mood. My younger brothers are both fathers now and enjoying the pleasures of suburban family life. Many of their activities center on their kids with swim meets, violin recitals, girl scouts. They and their families generally seem happy and content with no more or less stress than most middle class Americans. Their happiness is well-deserved and I ho

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You Can't Win Them All

First off, I've won virtually nothing when it comes to triathlon. Still, I usually manage to do okay in the event and leave with a self-satisfied feeling of accomplishment. Not so today. Apparently the universe decided I needed a smackdown. No, I can't really blame it on fate. Today's failures were all of my own making.   The day started when my alarm went off at 3AM. Instead turning it off, rolling over and going back to sleep, I got out of bed. This was failure #1. Lesson learned - do

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Tipping Point

(hoping the formatting comes out okay; posting from the iPad)   Lately I’ve been thinking about the nature of sexual attraction.  I’ve made a few attempts to write about this the past couple weeks, but presenting my stream of conscious mental meandering in an organized and readable way has proven difficult.  In the end, I’ve decided to divide the topic into two broad areas: (i) the sexual attraction I hold for others, and (ii) people I find sexually attractive.    Trying to tease out what

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Ages and Stages

I should rename this blog to “My Mid-Life Dumping Ground”.   My grandfather passed away about a year ago.  He was 90.  He lived a full life and old age simply caught up with him.  Living to around 88-93 seems about the norm in my family, although there are a couple outliers who made it over the age of 100 and one who made it to 105.  Anyway, I think Grandpa’s death brought home the fact that, barring accident or illness, I’m at my mid-life point.  Maybe that’s why I’ve been more reflective t

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Wins and Losses

In high school I had a history teacher tell the class that it takes about 50 years to get a reliable historical perspective on a major event. It hasn't been 50 years since I transitioned, more in the neighborhood of 15, but I'm only now starting to get to where I can step back and write about the experience.   To clarify, it’s only now that I have enough distance from that time, a period of roughly 2 years where I was undergoing the physical, social and legal transition from female to male, th

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managing the "out" identity

I’ve been thinking lately about being out and the process and effects of coming out to people. If anyone were to ask, I would say I am out to everyone about being gay. Fewer people know about the transgender part of my past, but as far as being gay, I’m out. In my part of the world, this isn’t a big deal. Mostly, I don’t even think about what I say as “coming out”.   Being out just happens in normal conversation like when the new person in the office asks “Have anything fun planned for the

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Nonfiction, Sometimes Creative

I decided to start a blog as a place to drop in everything that's not fiction. I imagine I'll post erratically. Having a tendancy to ruminate on things, I find writing acts as a drain. If I put the thoughts down somewhere, they aren't taking up permanent residence in my head anymore. I'm able to move on to thinking about something else. Onwards...   For my first entry, how about last night's dream? Dreams are always entertaining, aren't they?   The dream starts out that I am, for some

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