Books have always been my comfort food, my security blankets. When I reach for a well-worn favorite, I don’t have to explain my need. The book is simply there, waiting to wrap its words around me, to weave its pages through my soul. The recent shootings at Pulse in Orlando were (and are) awful *understatement*, but the outpouring of love and support from people around the globe is heartwarming and a sign that all is not hate and darkness.
I have a few lesfic books nestled amongst my pile of comfort reads. The angsty drama is at a minimum because having my emotional guts churned into puree isn’t the kind of story that I want to curl up with alone at night…or during my lunch break at work *no thank you ugly tears*. They share loving affirmations that you can find light even in the dark. If you have any comfort reads featuring queer women, please share them in the comments below! Thank you 🙂
I’ve read and listened to Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden, narrated by Rebecca Lowman, countless times. Annie Kenyon and Liza Winthrop, two 17 year-olds from different New York City neighborhoods, meet by chance at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. They expand their horizons as they share the city with each other and discover love. Part of the novel’s charm for me lies in the setting and in the time period. Garden (and Lowman, through her narration) characterize all of the joys, uncertainties, and angst teens on the brink of adulthood experience. It was written at a time when young adult novels for lgbt youth were slim pickings. The girls navigate uncharted emotional territory with imagination and heart. Some may find it dated, but I’ll return to it for as long as I need it.
Every winter I return to the cabin where Diana and Lane first met, in Katherine V. Forrest’s Curious Wine. The women gathered at the cabin seek different things from the excursion. You can read more about this book in-depth via my posting in February. The story radiates warm fuzzies through Forrest’s use of language, setting, and characterizations. Love and possibility pervade this story, even when the going gets rough.
Jane Rule‘s Desert of the Heart (1964) is a more recent addition to my favorites list. I’d watched the 1985 film adaptation (“Desert Hearts“) quite a few times before picking up this slender tale of romance and self-discovery. All I can say is that I can’t believe I waited so long to read it. It contains all of the ingredients that I enjoy in a romance: strong, intelligent women who struggle with themselves and outside odds, but eventually prevail. Mid-century Reno provides a wondrous landscape. Evelyn Hall is an English professor in town to get a divorce. She meets Ann Childs, a cartoonist and change operator at a local casino, while staying at a lodging house. Their burgeoning romance navigates age differences, career paths, and mixed levels of support from family and friends.