Michelle Wilder

Transgender Pride March


I just attended the first ever Winnipeg Transgender Pride March and Rally. There were far more people - hundreds - than attended the first Gay and Lesbian Pride event I participated in here (and doesn't "Gay and Lesbian Pride" date me!). There were celebrants of all flavours (Canadian spelling there, eh?) of sex, gender, identity and sexuality, our friends, family and supporters - indeed, it was a lot like most LGBTQI* Pride events - but it was special, being about our gender and sex identities. Oh, and there were no parade floats.

Bridal Shop Story in the News

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This caught my eye on the BBC news website: a bridal shop in Japan has discovered a demand for bridal photo shoots - for men. I thought, hey, that looks like the germ of a good story, should anyone want it!

Here's the link:



"... a book that did not know it was a book."

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Writing about books and stories is often focussed only on the craft of authoring. This NPR article by Shani Boianjiu is about the reading experience.

Looking for an old story

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Hi! I'm working on a sticky block and somehow found myself searching through my memory for a story I once read, but have lost somewhere... I think it's in my amygdala, but I could be lost even there...

The story was about a teenaged boy - trans, at it turns out (!) - hoodwinked into a girl's identity by his cousins, who finds herself a TV (sic) weather girl, and then a reporter, and finally a news anchor, all in one summer.

Does anyone remember this chestnut? Your help would be appreciated.

Part 3 of 'Biography': Body Language

Body Language


Back in 1980, in college, my best friend was Gerry Sangster: six foot, two inches of supermodel, only with a horsey, live-out-loud laugh.

I wasn't nearly as tall, and not a tenth as pretty, but we saw eye-to-eye on a ton of things. We'd met in a book store line on the first day of our first year, started laughing at almost everything either one of us came up with and were inseparable ever after.

Part 2 of 'Biography': Believing



I'd been on hormones, a super birth-control pill called Ovaril, for four months, and had already made three trips to the endocrinologist, suffered through four additional trips to the lab to have blood taken, and now I was back to see Dr. Harrison. The handsome part of endocrinology.

He asked me about how things were going.

My answer was, in essence, "Not fast enough."

Little Pink Pills, Part 30

Little Pink Pills

Part Thirty, by Michelle Wilder

Oh yeah, all right
Are you going to be in my dreams

Love you, Love you
Love you, Love you
Love you, Love you

And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make.

(The End (complete song), by Paul McCartney, John Lennon)

Little Pink Pills, Part 29

Little Pink Pills

Part Twenty-Nine, by Michelle Wilder

Holding back the tears
Cause nothing here has grown

I've wasted all my tears
Wasted all those years
And nothing had the chance to be good
Nothing ever could yeah

I'll keep holding on
I'll keep holding on

(Holding Back the Years, by Mick Hucknall)

Little Pink Pills, Part 28

Little Pink Pills

Part Twenty-Eight, by Michelle Wilder

I could stay home every night,
Wait around for Mr. Right.
Take cold showers every day,
And throw my life away,
On a dream that won't come true.

(There are Worse Things I could Do, lyrics by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey)

Little Pink Pills, Part 27

Little Pink Pills

Part Twenty-Seven, by Michelle Wilder

I used to know my name
But I've lost control of the game
'Cause even though I set the rules
You've got me acting like a fool
When I see you I lose my cool
Lust to love
Was the last thing I was dreaming of
And now all I want is just to love
Lust turned to love

(Lust To Love, by C. Caffey and J. Wiedlin)

Little Pink Pills, Part 26

Little Pink Pills

Part Twenty-Six, by Michelle Wilder

Look around / leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.

Hang on to your hopes / my friend
That's an easy thing to say

but if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again.

(Hazy Shade of Winter, by Paul Simon)

Little Pink Pills, Part 25

Little Pink Pills

Part Twenty-Five, by Michelle Wilder

In the village where I grew up
Nothing seems the same
Still you never see the change from day to day
And no-one notices the customs slip away

Late last night the rain was knocking at my window
I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow
I thought I saw down in the street
The spirit of the century
Telling us that we're all standing on the border

(On the Border, by Al Stewart)

Little Pink Pills, Part 24

Little Pink Pills

Part Twenty-Four, by Michelle Wilder

It ain't a man's world (You go, girl!)
No more sugar and spice (And everything nice)

It ain't a man's world (You go, girl!)
No more sugar and spice (And everything nice)

It's a she thing, and it's all in me (It ain't nothin' but a she thing)

(Ain't Nuthin' But a She Thing, Salt N Pepa)


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