Book about making yuri, reading yuri, watching yuri, who yuri is, or should be for and who yuri is or should be made by. This is a strangely melancholic book, even in its triumphant moments. It's very cognizant of being set in a heterosexist society. Very directly talks about homophobia & misogyny within the yuri circles and also larger society.
Although there is a story, it is more there to facilitate these discussion. The story follows 2 characters, one a lesbian and one "straight", the doujins they make together, and their eventual relationship. The first half is from the lesbians pov, and the 2nd half the "straight" girls. I found the latter half of the book more interesting, in how the character thought of herself as distinct from the other gay characters, and she didn't consider herself a lesbian or even bisexual but continued to refer to herself has hetero while at the same time being more passionate than anyone about yuri, and frankly women in general. I don't think it's an unrealistic portrayal, but it's something I can't really understand. I saw many reviews in japanese that related to this character.
There is the worst misunderstanding plot point in the middle of this that I ever saw in a romance but it's quickly enough resolved, I guess.
One of the best books on the topic of yuri. Wholehearted recommend this to anyone interested in discussions about yuri as a genre. It felt extremely relevant and honestly pointed critiques to a lot of troubles of the community. A certain scene that sat with me was when a cishet dude mansplains about 'problematic tropes' in yuri fiction and about how society is progressive now so that isn't cool in front of a closeted lesbian. The story has a fairly nuanced take on the question 'who does yuri exist for?'. I felt the author's rather flowery prose was very good as well.