Distraction

If you want something to read, my old short story "From the Hip Flask" is here. It's one of the oldest stories I still had in circulation, and I'd probably do it quite differently today, but there it is anyway. Those characters will get a novel someday. I still like the 1920s. Underused fantasy decade. Also the 1930s. If I can pry my brain off the 1950s and the, er, 1030s-ish.

Also, for those of you on my friends list, I apologize for the shameful display of puns in the comments of my last locked post last night. Tsk.

Weird question

Do any of you wake up some days feeling more gendered than others?

I'm pretty girly most of the time. I am not what one would call androgynous, ever, physically or otherwise. But some mornings -- like this one -- I just feel more female than usual.

It's not an "I float as the clouds of air do" sort of thing. I'm not going to go shopping or mess with my hair or do something stereotypically girly like that. This is still a pink-free zone. And if I bake something, it'll be because I feel like it, not because it feels femmey to me. (In my family, I'd probably start messing with the plumbing or doing some carpentry if I wanted to feel traditionally female.)

Still, waking up feeling more female or more consciously female...it's weird. Is it just me? Do you get this sometimes, too?