Cher Compatriot!
I am, myself, beginning a new writing project, my third novel. It is a wonder how I have over the past two years decided upon a character to explore for this very ambitious attempt to investigate the meaning of Capitalism to human lives. It is a greater wonder how a character so foreign to my stead identity as male, sexually ambiguous, and performatively rather masculine, inspires fear that writing he, who is transgender, is a threat to my own happily closed-case self-questioning which lasted all but the three seconds to finish the question: could I be transgender? But I am reopening the case somewhat. Or no?
For several years I have claimed in jest that I am a "method author". That I am prone to engender the manner and even attempt the attire of my main characters has been a joy which I have taken in my lazy days as an author obscure, as an eccentric artist in my bible belt California town where others tolerate my antics as foppery or possible lunacy, to my total disregard. Yet now, this character presents a challenge. Will the topic of gender identity confusion and examination plummet me into a period of self-questioning? Awkward days of mistaken gestures as a slip of my character's voice finds expression by my roiling passion to return to my word-processor to compose the effluence before all is lost to the wind maybe.
Am I scared? Not hardly. Am I ready? Not at all.
The project begins September 20th, 2015 and I will surely update you, my dear readers. It is titled "The Economic Prisoner", go figure.
Martin Beth Younan
