Sunday, 24 May 2026

Non-Fiction Book Review - 'The Little Book of Marilyn: Inspiration from the Goddess of Glam' by Michelle Morgan

A beautiful, broad (in (nearly) every sense) and informative pocket book about one of the greatest, most iconic starlets who ever lived.

So many gorgeous, glamourous, daring and adventurous photos to go with the info, and the quotes and advice, and the makeup, style and craftmanship tutorials and tips. So many facts and tidbits about Marilyn that I didn't know before. It also talks about her love of books and constantly improving herself.

Inspirational, aspirational, positive, funny and loving, 'The Little Book of Marilyn: Inspiration from the Goddess of Glam' is a must for any Marilyn Monroe fan's collection. Let it be one of your guides and self-help books!

By the same author:


'Marilyn Monroe: Private and Undisclosed'

'The Girl: Marilyn Monroe, The Seven Year Itch, and the Birth of an Unlikely Feminist'


Additional book recommendations for Marilyn fans, by a Marilyn fan:


'My Story'

'My Sister Marilyn: A Memoir of Marilyn Monroe'

'Marilyn Monroe: By Eve Arnold'


Her story, her legendary status, her real life and beauty, lives on.

Final Score: 5/5

Book Review - 'Butterfly Girl' by Kennedy Cannon

Content warning: sexual assault, bloody violence.



'A dead body lay at my feet and all I could think was, Sailor Moon didn't prepare me for this...'


'[...] real life is nothing like a glittery children's cartoon. Wishes have consequences. Boys will be boys. And power can corrupt even the most magical of girls.'


'Butterfly Girl is [a] coming-of-rage novella full of campy fun and dark humour, perfect for fans of Bottoms, The Craft, and Jennifer's Body.'


"You either die a magical girl or live long enough to see yourself become a witch." - @dailymadoka on x.





Never have blurbs and hook-lines from a book been more accurate to its content and themes (the typo in the second-to-last above line aside, and to be fair, this indie book contains very few typos).

'Butterfly Girl' is like 'Madoka Magica' meets 'Heathers' meets 'Promising Young Woman' meets 'Less Than Zero'. It's an even darker, bloodier and more intense counterpart to 'A Magical Girl Retires' ("Magical girls exist because justice does not" has taken on a much deeper - and slasher - meaning).

It's a bizarre and unique concept of incorporating the Magical Girl genre into a feminist revenge fantasy, with sprinklings of dark humour and satire. It's like a gritty yet charming student film in novella form, if the student film can afford lots of fake blood, organs and body parts, and rich people locations. It is violent, cynical and depressing, but its passion, its anger, its content and commentary on behalf of justifiable female rage, is spot on, informative, and aims true, and thanks to good, breezy writing, it not only works, it's enjoyable to read. It can be read in a day - you will fall under its enthralling spell.

It holds nothing back, for women everywhere are mad as hell and will not take it anymore.

It's morbid, yet satisfying and cathartic.

The horrific, insidious evils of the patriarchy in real life; in the real world, that rewards monstrous, entitled men again and again; in the real world, where we are all breathing in misogyny - hatred of half the human race - like toxic fumes, unconsciously or not - it all makes murderous magical girls people worth rooting for.

The magical butterfly girls in 'Butterfly Girl' (the metamorphosis metaphor and theme is intentional, pointed and poignant) are adult college women who constantly drink all sorts of alcoholic and caffeine beverages, do drugs, listen to all sorts of songs on playlists, watch trash TV, and update on their social media accounts, such as group chats and TikTok, as makeup/arts influencers - in between and even during 
ripping rapist men's (and their complicit enablers') corrupt and rotten hearts out and crushing them, as well as literally ripping them to pieces. It goes to show how real, complex, and psychologically unstable, damaged and not all there these magical girls are.

'Butterfly Girl' is not all pro-revenge, let alone pro-bloody revenge, and actions have consequences, no matter how tightknit a group of magical girl-friends - who support and protect each other as well as other women - are.

There are all kinds of POC and LBGTQA+ rep. The leader of the magical butterfly girl gang, Nana, is trans, although she is white and comes from an obscenely rich family, which is a privilege she gets called out on. The newest and more "peaceful" magical girl, Zuzu, who is no less passionate about feminism and justice (and who is, quite amusingly, introduced suddenly one hundred pages into the book, as already part of the gang), is Black. And practically nobody is straight: the POV narrator protagonist magical girl, Sabrina, aka "Riri" (who gets initiated and hazed forty pages in) is clearly questioning and attracted to Nana, her leader and "saviour".

There is no such thing as "woke" and never has been. It's a word made up and, in an insidious and intentional twist, turned into an insult by angry, bitter, bigoted, entitled, paranoid arsehole haters. Diverse stories have always existed, and people like the fictional characters in them have always existed, and as books and media such as 'Butterfly Girl' continue to demonstrate, it is always necessary, important and urgent to get the truth about the state of our world out there.

Storytelling is the most powerful of human resources. Storytelling and the spreading of messages can help protect women and girls - all women and girls - and show them they matter and they have a voice - in fact, this has been the case since the dawn of human civilisation. They can be used to remind us to hold men accountable for their actions.

Evil, predatory, criminal actions, performed by misogynists, who get away with them thanks to other misogynists who enable and even support and celebrate them. Misogynistic men - whether they actively, directly commit crimes against women, or are complicit, as part of a "boys' club" - refuse to see women as people, refuse to take responsibility, refuse to "have their fun ruined", and refuse to have their privilege challenged in any capacity. They think they are entitled to treat women like free-range meat to abuse, silence, and dispose of however they want - effectively erasing women's humanity - and, as 'Butterfly Girl' bitingly puts it, it's misogynistic men projecting their wish to have a mother they can also fuck, encouraged and normalised by the patriarchy - all in the comfort and security that they can (and, tragically, most often will) get away with it.

Because the system is fucked up and doesn't give a shit about women, and misogynists know this.

As 'Butterfly Girl' points out, and I can't believe this still needs to be said in 2025-2026: not being a rapist is the bare fucking minimum of being a decent human.

If thinking "hey, maybe rape is wrong" is the best you can muster in considering that women are, whaddaya know, people - and worse, if you remain loyal, supportive to and protective of men who are rapists, thanks to cognitive dissonance and distance, brownnosing to privilege, and thinking the whole issue doesn't affect you (it does) - and you still don't care about women and their rights, then here I am, about to burst your security bubble: you still possess misogynistic, bigoted tendencies, and you seriously need to do better.

Also consider that men, and people of all genders, can be raped, too.

Rethink your biases, standards and priorities; listen, open your mind, and expand your horizons, and finally wake up to how fucked up and wrong the patriarchal society truly is.

And while revenge is not the answer, and is a dark, dangerous slope, where there is always the risk of becoming no better than the monsters you slay, especially when you've been doing it for a long time, and have lost sight of your cause and eroded to numbness and cynicism in response to the nonstop conflict and senseless violence - you are the violence and threat now...plus it solves nothing and does nothing to challenge society's double standards and bridge or lessen division, and further the path to equality...the fantasy of retribution and punishment coming to those who definitely deserve it is an enticing and irresistible one, thanks to the real world, that continues to favour, coddle and pander to men, and leave women in the gutter and in bloody pieces, sometimes literally...

'Butterfly Girl' - proof that you shouldn't judge a book by its indie, self-published status, and its cover (sorry, but I think the art is ugly). Brilliant also that it assures you at the beginning that no AI whatsoever was used in its creation, to go along with its content/trigger warnings.

Some letdowns in its feminism, however, are its causal use of the word "bitch", and PMS as a punchline. And its open, ambiguous end might be setting up for a sequel...? But it's an effective end to a magical realism, magical girl standalone story, regardless.

Deliciously abundant in wonderfully real, three-dimensional, distinct, and gruesome female characters (my favourite might be Booboo the ace clown magical girl), and their indulgent, human vices, to go with the feminist rage and revenge theme, I recommend this scrappy little, cult magical girl novella.

Similar Magical GirlTM reads, varying in tone and subversion:


'Magica Riot' (another modern, indie, LBGTQ+ magical girl novel)

'magnifiqueNOIR' (ditto)

'Luna Express'

'Agents of the Realm'

'Sleepless Domain'

'Save Yourself!'


Also this:


'The Magical Girl's Guide to Life: Find Your Inner Power, Fight Everyday Evil, and Save the Day with Self-Care'


Ha! Just what the Butterfly Girls need.

Final Score (for 'Butterfly Girl'): 4/5

Wednesday, 20 May 2026

Book Review - 'Me & My Dysphoria Monster' by Laura Kate Dale (Writer), Ang Hui Qing (Illustrator)

An empowering, sweet, sensitive, sympathetic, educational, informative and important, crucial, significant 
#ownvoices children's picture book.

'Me & My Dysphoria Monster' is about trans issues and gender dysphoria, told in a way that is easy to grasp, understand and comprehend, for both children and adults. It tells a trans child's coming-of-age story from their point of view. Adding to that, it's a beautiful, precious, adorable book. The illustrations are perfect; diverse, cute, cosy, exuberant, and can be a most cheerful, merry ray of sunshine! "Monster" or no! (That design is also very creative and haunting.)

'Me & My Dysphoria Monster' is a sanguine, comforting, helpful, hopeful and joyful treasure. Laura Kate Dale's 'Adults' Guide: Useful Terminology and Explanations' at the end is also a must-read.

The power of empathy, and the beginning of understanding and change - of brightness amidst the darkness - is always on the way, and nothing and no one can stop it.


'I was still the same person I had always been, I just changed some things so that I was happier about myself.'


'And in time, I grew up to become the happy, smiling woman I always wanted to be.'


Final Score: 4/5

Saturday, 16 May 2026

Scribble #154

Writing Exercises



Kaira was tying up the twine of her next package. She was in her kitchen, her small boxed delivery on the table, dappled by the morning sun streaming in from the window, and she leapt up just as she put the last touches to her pretty twine bow.
    She picked up the package and rushed to the door, where there were hooks nailed to the side, and there hung her sandy leather satchel, and her straw boater hat, with a sky blue ribbon tied around it, in an even bouncier, bonnier bow than the twined package. Kaira put the latter in the satchel, which she then slung over her shoulder, and glibly lifted the hat from its hook and stepped out into the sunshine.
    Judging the day to be a good, breezy one, she put on her hat, and skipped to her derby riverboat, in the calm, sparkling, trickling river just across from her cottage. She jumped on board with the practised, careless grace of a dancer, and once she regained her balance, she breathed in the fresh river air, and looked at the lush, verdant trees by the bank.
    Time to deliver a present, she thought.
    After working ceaselessly to turn on the engine, its loud, rumbling vibrations music to her ears, skin, muscles and heart, she ran back on to the deck, and held on to her straw hat. Feeling the full power of the sun and the sky, she prepared to set off, the wind and boat both her friends.



Linda bolted out of her dressing room, breathing hard and frantically, blood dripping from her pale, porcelain hand. It cut deep, in so many ways.
    She shut the door behind her and leaned against it, shaking, shuddering, shattering.
    What have I done, what have I done? I can't go on.
    These thoughts raced and fought in her mind.
    I can't go on.
    But it was her last curtain, her last performance at the opera, and she couldn't be late. Not now. Especially not now.
    So, taking a final, deep, long breath, she wrapped her soaking red hand in her black dress, and composing herself, with a straight, stiff back, she set off for the stage.
    The bright, hot, overhead lights silently judged her, condemned her.



The little child just realised that her mum wasn't holding her hand. Mum wasn't next to her either. Or in front of her, or behind her. Everywhere she turned, everywhere she looked, there were strangers' legs, coming and going, pushing her about, not seeing her, or not caring she was right in front of them. She was so small, and they were so big. She couldn't see or hear her mum anywhere. People were all around her and too close, and she had never felt so alone. She was sure her mum was with her a second ago. She was sure - she hoped - she was still in the mall. The crowd full of strange people was so close, and she could hardly breathe. For the first time in her short life, she began to panic. She wanted to cry and scream, hoping her mum will find her again. Should she stay put, or move to a space with less people, and be easily spotted? She didn't know. She was rooted to the spot, ready to burst into tears, and demand that reality return to normality, and her mum appear and hug her, soothe her, make her safe again. Make life familiar again.
    There is nothing worse for a child than being lost.
    Marooned. Helpless. Alone. Unseen. Unknown. Unsafe.



Unfinished Stories



Public Service Announcement 2026

You know "woke"?

There's no such thing. It's never been a thing. It's made up. It doesn't mean anything. It's a formless, vacuous idea - a buzzword used desperately and exhaustively by arsehole haters who don't want to grow up, learn and accept that the world does not revolve around them. And in forcing a fabricated, easy-to-say "evil, no-no" word on everyone, to their own end, they will try to bend reality to their will and make the world revolve around them; make everything about them.

It's such a lazy yet inexplicably effective go-to word invented and thoughtlessly spearheaded by people who stubbornly don't want to change their biases and prejudices, and their limited, stagnant, complacent and "safe" worldview, because of their own egos. They are scared of being wrong - for nothing is more important to these narcissists than winning and being right - and of having to sincerely apologise, and change and adapt - improve themselves - to fit into the modern, progressive world.

"Woke", in the negative, is a sinister, reactionary political device and agenda, coined by liars, fraudsters and conmen - and by anti-intellectual philistines and po-authoritarians - who profit from not accepting reality as it is. Who rely on people not being decent and having common sense (and not receiving proper education) in order to thrive and survive.

The idea of decrying something as "woke", and other terms of its ilk, was purposefully created for societal regression, and the encouragement of bigotry and violence, that should have lessened, gone out of fashion, and ended decades ago.

"Woke" is just like "feminist" and "political correctness" and "social justice warrior" before it - ideas that by their very concept have nothing bad about them at all - they all represent human truths, freedoms, and improvements - but they have been twisted into aversive, adverse words - like the plague, or actual slurs, which of course the hateful right wing would not object to so vehemently as "woke ideas and agendas" - by arseholes who like being arseholes and who want to stay arseholes.

And I will keep on saying this, loudly and forever if I have to:

Everything is political. Everything has always been political - you just didn't pay attention before, and you didn't think "progressive politics" and trying to make life better for everyone (oh the horror), and "wokeness" 
inconvenienced you before, even though it doesn't and it never did. You're just being selfish, narrowminded, uncaring and unempathetic, and are stuck in your head in your dangerous and unhealthy hate spiral. And you are being political in affiliating yourself with the hateful, harmful side of it, or if you are indifferent to it, you are condoning the crimes and atrocities against humanity that that side is wilfully committing, heedless of the consequences.

In a dangerous and damaging "us vs them" mentality and culture, and in "picking sides", think about who is profiting from this division:

It's the hateful, fascistic party, the bad faith tools and pundits, and the capitalist multibillion dollar corporations, who do not care for humanity and the world; they only care about themselves and continuously filling their own pockets with money, at everyone else's expense. Even at the cost of millions of lives.

But according to the hateful, the selfish, the greedy, the deceptive, the cowardly, the bigoted - the worst of the right wing politically minded - that doesn't matter, as long as the 1% is happy and content, right? Keep brownnosing for those who literally do not care whether you live or die!

Though the carefully crafted illusion of the rich and privileged being happy and content is just that: an illusion, a lie. For they are paranoid and distrustful, without end and respite. They are always afraid of the bubble bursting, and losing their money and security - their ill-gotten gains granted them by a corrupt, unfair and biased system. Everything they do is a financial risk to themselves and others. Such is the fragile and unreliable capitalist system, that relies on the stubborn, egotistical, thoughtless and dangerous will of narcissists, sociopaths, despots, and criminals to keep functioning. But that bubble will burst eventually; it's in its nature.

It's these people who try to make equality look like a bad, dirty word. Because inequality benefits them and their privilege, and they know it.

It has always been about greed and stubbornness. And entitlement and insecurity. And loneliness, and the fear of being alone, left behind, and forgotten; it's thinking that the only way to prevent fear and loneliness - and to fill the void left after being pandered to and spoiled all throughout one's life - is through hate, reactionary and regressive politics, and toxic, delusional, illusionary, "safe" nostalgia goggles.

What the right wing ultimately stands for is an unhealthy and juvenile obsession with and addiction to hatred, bullying, cruelty, abuse, competing, taking away basic human rights, and "revenge" against vulnerable and disadvantaged minority groups (aka the "inferiors" of society, aka easy targets and scapegoats) who have in fact done nothing to them, and are not the cause of their dissatisfaction in life, deliberately blown out of proportion. 

Isn't politics supposed to be about caring for, aiding and helping others? To lessen others' suffering? Regardless of privilege? What happened to that? It got corrupted, like everything else, in an "ever-growing" capitalist society.

Partisan politics are arbitrary. At worst they are petty and childish. They are not and never have been helpful to anyone, and they still continue to tear our society apart, with propaganda, lies, hate and fear, at the expense of love, caring for other human beings, and empathy.

People are people. Individuals who are trying to live their lives, just like you.

All this is to say: Remember to be kind.

Remember you are human, and so are other people - your fellow humans; your fellow, different individuals (and that's a good, natural thing!). Be kind to them. Be kind to yourself.

Everyone deserves to be treated with respect, for who they are.

Remember you are important; you matter, and you are worth it. You are loved.

Love will always exist, even if our current society cannot find ways to exploit and profit off it, and thus forcibly render it obsolete - render humanity itself obsolete.

I will always rather be "woke" than an angry, bitter, immature, narrowminded, out-of-touch, cowardly, and violent bigot, who refuses to listen, learn, and improve and help oneself and others.

Never be afraid to do the right thing.

Whatever the bad-faith say, your voice matters, and you will be heard and listened to.

Therapy is a healthy and happy alternative to a violent, reactionary lifestyle choice, too.

It is better to create than destroy. This has always been the way of human progress in history.

As has unification, unionisation, and togetherness, and not division and segregation.

Stop hating, and remember to love, and just live.

Now that's empowerment.

Read links here, here, here, and here for more.



Friday, 15 May 2026

Graphic Novel Review - 'Hawkgirl: Once Upon a Galaxy' by Jadzia Axelrod (Writer), Amancay Nahuelpan (Artist), Adriano Lucas (Colourist), Alex Guimarães (Colourist), Carrie Strachan (Colourist), Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou (Letterer)

I'm glad I gave 'Hawkgirl: Once Upon a Galaxy' another chance, after a library read a couple years ago.

Sure, it is rather scattered, messy and confusing. But all its LBGTQ+ and POC rep in a DC comic cannot be overstated enough. Its humour and banter are on point and freaking hilarious. Its action scenes are stunning, and they help to build and develop the characters as much as the narration, inner monologues, and dialogue. Furthermore, its artwork is absolutely brilliant and fabulous, reminiscent of classic, old school DC comics - now with progressive themes and characters!

I knew next to nothing about Hawkgirl/Kendra Saunders before reading 'Once Upon a Galaxy', but I commend Jadzia Axelrod for writing her as cool, stubborn, sympathetic, three-dimensional, and a badass (as well as every other aspect of the author's writing in this comic).

Kendra Saunders is a Cuban American human being given godlike, dimension-defying wings and powers - not to mention the memories of thousands (more?!) of past Hawkgirls before her, and their haunting ghosts - to contend with, along with her own complicated and tragic past. She is also written to be assessable to new readers of her character, despite some confusion and gaps about her origin and the (now dead?) characters whose loss she is dealing with.

Hawkgirl is a reincarnated goddess - often compared to an angel, like her previous lives lived- who is very much human, in her past and her present. She has a galaxy's swirl of identity crises. She is not Thanagarian ('Aren't you Thanagarian?' 'I'm Cuban.' - one of the many funny exchanges in the comic). As if repeatedly dying and saving the universe isn't hard enough on her.

However, through socialising and healing, as her individual self, Kendra - the girl with a kettle around her heart, the whipping girl (these two are what the villain calls her), the Morningstar mace girl, the Daughter of Hawks, the Knight of Nth World - will form bonds and connections again, and be her own person, with a group of queer women, both superhero and civilian.

However however, the main draw - the reason I wanted to reread 'Once Upon a Galaxy' - is Galaxy.

Human name Taylor Barzelay, she has come a long way from her awkward and troubled beginnings in 'Galaxy: The Prettiest Star' and later 'Bad Dream: A Dreamer Story' (Dreamer is mentioned once here). This is Galaxy's best appearance so far. She is a young, optimistic, slightly naïve, adorable, preppy, peppy and successful superhero, partnering herself up with (and buttering up) Hawkgirl, to contrast with the latter's more morose and cynical loner persona.

Galaxy, a comic relief girl made of stars who befriends a hawk, is synchronously smart, brave, determined, and never gives up. She is like a purple, turquoise-haired trans lesbian Starfire. With a talking robot corgi sidekick, Argus, who is the Skeets to her Booster Gold.

It is in 'Once Upon a Galaxy' where I found out that Galaxy is in fact trans. In her origin, it was not merely that she had to disguise herself as a human boy on earth, before she "came out", but she was assigned male at birth on her doomed home planet Cyandii, and she apparently came out before it was destroyed. I'm fairly certain this is a retcon by Axelrod to counteract the criticisms of the flimsiness of the trans metaphor in 'The Prettiest Star', and to correct the realised mistake, by making Galaxy/Taylor actually trans, for more sincerity in representation. Whatever the reason it happened, it was a good call.

Galaxy is transgender, gay, and an alien in every sense - everything we as a society have been taught to hate and fear since birth. Yet she is in DC comics, and is a fully qualified superhero, with a full personality and happy personal life.

Well done, DC. Now include her more and make her more mainstream, for wider rep and visibility.

Also featured are Black Canary, Power Girl, Superman, Batman, the Talons of the Court of Owls, Supergirl, and Steel/Natasha Irons.

And Galaxy/Taylor's girlfriend Kat, and Kendra's queer AF civilian friend/potential love interest Abilene. And Alysia, Barbara Gordon/Batgirl's trans best friend, who's a head chef, and her wife Jo!

Such pleasant, colourful queer surprises in 'Once Upon a Galaxy'! Nearly everyone is female and LBGTQ+.

Sapphics rule!

And they make the best of friends.

What a revelation. And how revolutionary.

'Hawkgirl: Once Upon a Galaxy' - it's weird, queer, campy, colourful, kinetic, cataclysmic, spotty, and all over the place, and it's a darn entertaining, funny, hopeful and life-affirming superhero comic.

It's also framed and themed around fairy tales of non-western cultures, religion, angels, birds, and the Nth world and metal. There's a shapeshifting, timeline/life-stream-travelling fox/vixen villain, a dragon that attacks Metropolis, an owl monster in Gotham, and dancing with the girls in a gay nightclub in Metropolis.

Now this is what comics should be all about!

Finally, there are these pieces of dialogue from Hawkgirl, slightly tweaked:


'You don't know me! I am so tired of men telling me who they think I am! [...] I had a literal angel look me in the eye and tell me I'm someone else! That I don't know myself! And I was dumb enough to believe them! Dumb enough to believe every last one of them! As if their opinion mattered! You think because you've got a pair of wings and a mace you know things?!? You know me?! You going to tell me who I am and then leave? Go off on some glorious destiny with a white version of me you like better?! You dare think your vision of me, your opinion, is more important than who I think I am?! I. AM. HAWKGIRL! I earned that title! It's mine! I get to say what it means, not you! You don't know me! You never did! You only saw what you wanted to see! I've saved the damn world! Without you!'


'The world is always ending. It's when I do my best work.'


Friend group dialogue exchange: 'We hold up a light in the darkness as an act of defiance against injustice. Nothing you haven't done before.' 'But first, a toast! To new beginnings!' 'How about just to good friends?' 'And to bright futures!'


Click on the links below to read my other reviews concerning my thoughts on Galaxy/Taylor:


'Galaxy: The Prettiest Star'

'Bad Dream: A Dreamer Story'


Final Score: 3.5/5

Tuesday, 12 May 2026

The Three-headed Daisy

This isn't fake. Look what I found in my back garden today.











Artemis's three-headed daisy, founded by chance and a close encounter.

A May-pole daisy!

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