Merry belated Christmas! Thank you to everyone who's made this year in writing so special. I have read some amazing books and met truly incredible people through writing. I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas and Hanukah season and an upcoming happy new year! I'll see you all first thing in 2026 <3
Until then, Chapter 29 of How the Chicken Little Nuggets Won It All is out! Don't forget to flip off a homophobe this holiday season.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/387773429-how-the-chicken-little-nuggets-won-it-all
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His smile faded, and he shrugged in a way that suggested he was more than hesitant. “Not enough people want a gay man to win games for their team.”
I wished I could have controlled my reaction better, which I thought was somewhere between a sneer and a gaping, fish-like mouth. What Hao said wasn’t some bombshell industry insider secret. I knew well enough as a woman who’d been told I wouldn’t be as successful in sports as men because that was just how fans were. As if they were another level of human, incapable of change. They put their favorite teams on a pedestal and held them to such high standards that they couldn’t imagine their heroes carrying those teams as anything other than what their ideal image of what a man should be ...
... “It is more complicated than him just not playing anymore,” Hao said. “He really was the best, you know. When we won the College World Series, it was because of Javi. He had pitched the day before, and he was exhausted, but he still came in the bottom of the ninth to save us from a bases-loaded situation that would have won the other team the game. Not every pitcher can do that, but he did. I got to catch his last strike, and I ran to him and hugged him in front of thousands of people and on national television, and nobody knew that I was trying with everything in me not to kiss him like I wanted to. That was the happiest moment of my life. Not because we won, but because the man I love was on top of the world.”