There’s a story I tell about myself.

I’m in first grade and the teacher has the class vote on what book she’s going to read to us next. The options were The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and…something else.

I thought The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe was a terrible title that could only apply to a terrible book and voted for the something else.

Every other kid in the class voted for The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.

I’ve been reading fantasy literature and holding minority opinions ever since.

The state of geek spaces online is troubling. There are far too many people willing to let isms and phobias get between them and being a decent person. That results in spaces where assholes set the tone.

I think that sucks beyond all imagining and I want to do something about it.

I don’t trust anyone who owns a social network, so I want to build a community. I want it built around the idea that the differences between us are trivial compared to the stories we love.

I can’t promise we’re going to get there soon. Hell, I can’t promise we’re going to get there ever, but I can guarantee we’re going to have a lot of fun trying.

How can I think I can do this? First, it’s “we” not “me.” Second, well, that’s another story.

I’m maybe eight or nine, and my mother is making chili. I didn’t want to eat the kidney beans and my mother was sick and tired of making two pots every time she made chili. She sat me and my brother down at the kitchen table and told us we could not leave until we ate a single kidney bean.

My brother gave up after an hour or two. I’m still going strong after over forty years.

I will not stop trying to make geek spaces better. If that sounds cool to you, why don’t you join me?

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