Nineteen first-hand accounts of the lives, loves and relationships of lesbian women from a variety of backgrounds, including landmarks in lesbian history such as the Gateways Club and the first magazines, ARENA 3 and SAPPHO.
God. This was so so heavy for me to read. There is something so devastatingly and achingly beautiful about knowing that Lesbians have & will always exist.
I think I’ve always had troubles connecting my culture, past experiences, and fear for myself with the inner pride of my lesbianism. It is a deeply shameful thing to feel, especially considering how white & middle class centric Queernedd has become. However, reading about these women’s lives, seeing how so many of them didn’t really start out on their queer journeys until very later on, some even married men while being aware of their lesbianism, truly made me understand that I am not alone in how I feel.
I won’t be putting a rating on these women’s experiences because that’s simply just immoral, but I will say; If you’re a lesbian, please read this. It is our duty to preserve lesbian history, especially with how under-documented it is, so please read it.
From the introduction: “We believe it is important to understand our continuing lesbian existence and to store it in words, pictures and films. If we do not, our history will be rewritten by a future generation who never knew us and we risk becoming invisible once again.”
I adored this book of accounts of older lesbians and their journey with their sexuality. I related to many of their turbulence’s as well as shared in their joys, and dog-toothed more pages than I can count.
I bought my copy from a second hand book store and inside are the names of two women. To think I might have a copy that’s being shared or passed down from lesbian to lesbian makes my heart swell even more. What a special thing. Connecting to our past and the experiences of older lesbians will make our future stronger.