Reviewphoria!

I am happy to report that in the same 24 hour window, two fantastic reviews of L World dropped. Good thing the weekend is almost here because I'm ready to celebrate!!


CherryGrrl.com, the lesbian entertainment and news website, had this to say:

Blake’s struggle to come out is one of the most realistic and heart-wrenching issues in L World. Taryn Rose found the perfect way to blend fear, love, and family into one of the most powerful scenes I’ve read in a long time. The relationship between these two women, the obstacles they must overcome throughout the book, and the internal battles both women face are all so real and so sincere. While there were a few times I found myself comparing characters or scenes to those in “The L Word,” the story Taryn Rose tells in L World goes beyond anything Ilene Chaiken could create.

To be compared to Ilene Chaiken, my hero and creator of The L Word, is quite an honor!

Read the review here!

AND...

Review Blogger Sarah Intidam writes:

Ms. Rose's writing style is hip and fun that keeps a reader interested.

"L" World is a very emotional coming out story with tons of delicious sex. Naughty sex scenes that leave you breathless.

Read the review here!

Why My 85 Year-Old Grandmother Thinks Everyone Is Bisexual

My grandma loves talking politics with me and since the topic of gay marriage has been the focus of widespread media attention lately, we sat down to discuss all the hype. She believes gay marriage should just be called marriage and finds it problematic calling it “gay” marriage because she doesn’t believe in classifying people based on sexual preference. Why not? Because, grammy suspects that all humans are bisexual by nature. “People can become gay, then they can become heterosexual.” According to grammy, it all depends on our stage of life, circumstances, and who we meet. She cited as an example her friend Fran, who had been married (to a man) for most of her life. The two of them loved the theater and would see every Broadway show that came out. After her husband died, Fran was extremely lonely. At her age, there were far fewer suitable, eligible men available to her than there had been decades earlier. She eventually met another woman who shared her interest in theater, and a few months and many shows later, a romance blossomed.

Grammy says that Fran needed a companion who appreciated theater as much as she did. The person she found a connection with was another woman, and voila! Her lesbian side emerges. If a suitable man had come along first, the homosexual part of Fran's nature would remain hidden, or untapped, she contends.

May the best man or woman win!

Hubba-WHAHHH???

I can be suggestible at times, so I’m nodding along, trying to follow her train of logic, squinting all the way through. But it didn’t sound right.

There may be some of us out there who value one trait above all others and will fall prey to the person, male or female, who best exemplifies it. For example, if you hold beauty as the highest ideal, you may fall for the prettiest guy or gal, whichever killer smile comes your way first. What if it’s sense of humor? Enter the wittiest male or female who seduces you with charm. In the story grammy related, it was the man or woman who most loved theater. Who can get to you first?

But in general, do we fall for a trait or is the elusive thing that causes us to be attracted to a person contingent on gender?

Most of my friends tell me they have a list of ideal traits, but in order to get in the door for consideration, the person has to be the right gender. I suspect that's how it is for most people, but who knows? One thing's for sure, though: I've got a hip grammy!

The SEXT!

I will admit that I was a tad tipsy during my Queer Adventure NYC (see first blog post). And during the least sober part of my night, I began texting my book cover to everyone I met. I know, hello? Business card?

It really was a great night. The music was hot and I was getting my dance on like a wild child. Let's not forget I had been holed up writing L World for many weeks and this was my first night out in a while. Mostly, I was acting silly and having a good time. I did manage to make a couple of friends. But I can't remember everyone I texted.

So here I am, back to writing in solitude when my phone signals a text. I pick it up. It's from a random Brooklyn area coded number and reads, "I just pleasured myself to L World. HOT". I was so excited, my first impulse was to call my mom and tell her about it! Then, I realized....yeah, you pretty much guessed it. So I called my good friend Amy. She was like, "What's wrong with you? Why are you giving out your number?" And I'm all, "That's not the point!"

Well, the point is that it's such a thrill to hear from readers. And I really am happy to know about your sex life, even if it's solo. Ain’t nuthin’ wrong with solo. There’s two O’s in solo, honey.