I should have been the 6th member of QE. I’m an herbalist, Guncle, witch, LGBTQIA+ activist, and regularly OBSESSING over 9-1-1 in its many but perfect forms.
Any amateur writers interested in reading my short story I’m working on for class that features lycanthropy as a metaphor for queerness, Catholic guilt, a priest, God is real, and a “right in front of me” love story? I need feedback. I’m spiraling like Eddie getting a Hildy.