For the Community by Brey Willows

My mom would kick your ass, and she’d do it in high heels without breaking a sweat. The butch women she dated would just stand back and not interfere, knowing full well she could take care of herself. That makes it sound like my mom was some kind of bar brawler. She wasn’t, really. She just didn’t take anyone’s shit, and she stood up for anyone she felt deserved better. Even now, she’ll whack someone with her cane if there’s injustice occurring. She taught me to never back down from a fight. When I was being picked on at school by a girl three times my size, and I was leaving campus at lunch to avoid getting beat up, my mom found out. She was…not happy.

Off we went to the principal, who said I should just, “curl up in a ball and wait for help,” should it come down to me getting beat up. I thought my mom was going to crawl over the desk and throttle him. Instead, she stood up and said, “Let me tell you something. If my kid is going down, she’s taking a piece of that girl with her.”

I was given a pass to leave campus at lunch from that point forward.

Weirdly enough, that’s why I write lesbian fiction. I grew up in a lesbian household that was out and proud, and I was surrounded by so many powerful, smart, kick-ass women. It’s easy for me to populate my books with the kinds of heroines that surrounded me all my life. I write for the community I grew up in, for the community I’m part of, and for the community that supports me. I write for the people who don’t have the kind of network I do, who need to see happy endings and groups of friends they just might find themselves one day.

Brey Willows’ story, A Love Letter to My Creations, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Create it Yourself by Suzi Vilkman

From early in my childhood I have loved to tell stories. The more drama the better. I learned to read when I was four, and have loved reading dramatic, even tragic stories all my life. The Adventures of Robin Hood was one of the very first, and I would always come back to the tragedy of Lady Marian’s demise. The most memorable scene of The Three Musketeers was the death of Constance, D’Artagnan’s significant other.

Fast forward a few decades, I found lesfic. Or sapphfic, as the PC term appears to be. All my life, I have known that I like girls, hence finding lesfic brought fiction back into my life. Only now, I much prefer an HEA to a tragic ending.

Ebooks have been a lifesaver for me, as here in the backwoods there are no other options for finding lesfic, and I feel blessed to be bilingual. I read and write in English, and I also now have a degree in editing and proofreading in English.

This means that I cannot only read books that I love but also sometimes get paid to do it. Writing stories is an added bonus. One of my favorite authors said, if you can’t find the book you want to read, create it yourself.

When I saw the email about the next Sapphfic Eclectic, I got interested. I wanted to finish the story I was writing. I love age gap romance, and here the younger character is rich so there’s social discrepancy. The happy coincidence of love at first sight inspired this.

The young manager of her own company stops at a grocery store she’s never visited before and sees the cashier lady she is immediately attracted to. Now she has to figure out how to get the lady to notice her. A bit of a klutz, she makes a go of trying to steal her groceries. She already knows it is a bad idea, but so starstruck by the beautiful check-out lady she just works on instinct. The police called to the scene recognize her as her company has invented their new communication system.

The officers are shocked to see the young woman CEO held down by the security guards. She gets her chance, asks the lady out and to her surprise the check-out lady agrees. Hesitantly, as she is not in the habit of dating thieves, or even dating.

Suzi Vilkman’s story, Check Her Out, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Lurking in Their Words by Leigh Alder

I can’t remember not loving books.  From earliest childhood, I craved picture books and their glimpses into other worlds. After learning to read, I dove headfirst into the reality the author served up, and I stayed beyond the final word, closing my eyes and daydreaming, extending the story.

When I landed in university, I majored in English Literature. It kept me in a steady but daunting pile of novels that I had to read, although it usually wasn’t a chore. Still. Some of them were…challenging.

Around that same time, Olivia Records was in its nascence, Martina Navratilova was tearing up the tennis courts, and the second wave of feminism was trying to embrace sapphic culture. And in the midst of this heady milieu, I searched for more books.  But rather than getting mired in the often depressing and demeaning lesbian fiction of the 1950s and 1960s, I wanted books that better reflected me and the changing culture.

Enter Rubyfruit Jungle, a book about a contemporary young woman coming out and living by her personal motto of putting her money into her head, i.e. getting educated.

After my formal schooling, I took learning into my own hands and lapped up the sapphist classics like Virginia Woolf and Gertrude Stein and found myself lurking in their words, between their lines, and in their symbols.

Fast forward to 2024 and we’re in the midst of a lesbian fiction explosion. Everyone from wonderful indie houses like Butterworth Books to “Big 5” publishers is looking to represent lesbian literature. But much of what’s available seems to fall into the youthful romance category. So, I tailor my writing not only to increase overall lesbian fiction offerings but to show a wider range of experiences: older women, women in unhappy same-sex relationships, women who don’t have a clear, linear direction in life. Women like so many of us.

As a child, teen, and adult, I relished finding myself in the pages of books. I hope to bring some of that same happiness to other readers.

Leigh Alder’s story, Bomb Cyclone, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Sweet Wrappers and Juice Boxes by Rhiannon Grant

Sapphic books are important to me as a way to see myself represented in stories. I love to read – it’s a running joke in my family that I’ll read anything, up to and including sweet wrappers and fruit juice boxes – and I read widely across lots of genres, but there’s something special about reading a book, something a complete stranger wrote and published for the world to see, and feeling a deep connection with it. I get that thrill when I read a book set in the city where I live (which is not an especially common setting for stories, unfortunately). I get that thrill when I read about a character with the same body shape or neurotype or habits as me (which leads to a possibly unfortunate fondness for extremely meta books about people who love reading). And connecting with a character over shared desires, such as a shared attraction to women, is a particularly strong version of that thrill.

My interest in sapphic and other queer stories was shaped by what was and wasn’t available when I was young. I have always read a lot, but I grew up in Britain in a peculiar time when Section 28, a rule banning teachers from ‘promoting homosexuality’, meant that nobody felt able to talk openly about homosexuality in schools but a lot of people were thinking about it. Neither the absolute silence of genuine ignorance nor the kindly quiet of acceptance were available. Instead, much was silenced, thought or hinted at but not said openly. That sort of thing annoys me immensely and when teenage me realised what was happening I went to public library to try and discover the voices which were missing in my school library.

I didn’t find much, and what I did find was mostly about men – a biography of Elton John stands out in my memory as a near but not quite success, definitely leaving me with more questions than answers! So exploring sapphic books and seeing the way online book selling and networking enables readers to find what they long for as well as letting authors reach their audiences, supporting each other as we connect through our shared interests, is a constant source of pleasure and excitement for me. 

I talk about books and lots of other things on social media: @sapphicprehistory on TikTok, Rhiannon Grant on Facebook, @rhiannonbookgeek on Bluesky, and find other links from my website .

Rhiannon Grant’s story, Recoonection, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Pure Indulgence by Maggie McIntyre

When I came back to fiction writing in the summer of 2018, it was like turning a key in a rusty lock of an old garden gate. I had been so long away that all my creative muscles had almost atrophied. I felt like the poor woman in the 18th century who was locked in an attic for twenty years by a sadistic husband, and now I could dance and play again. But my imprisonment had been self-inflcited.

I was writing. I had just completed an autobiographical account of my life as a grants assessor travelling around the world , which had been the first  full length manuscript I’d completed since my thirties. 

But then I discovered fanfiction,  especially Archive of Our Own and delved into that wonderful resource, marveling at the talent of so many writers. I had a go myself, and ended up writing more than 480,000 words across twenty two stories for Carol and the Devil Wears Prada collection. It’s immediate, it’s free to post, the community is generous and caring, and it’s anonymous. You live or die by the quality and appeal of your writing, simple. 

But then I wanted to escape the clutches of DWP and wrote my first, very bumpy sapphic novel, Isabel’s Healing, for which I was lucky enough to win the Lesfic Bard award for new writing, and those locked gates against passionate sexy fiction were well and truly opened.

 It was a simple, age-gap, opposites-attract novel, by no means perfect. But it’s still probably my favourite. Isabel started a series, all set more or less around a women-led aid agency in London, with five more novels following the adventures of Isabel and friends.  The fourth in the series, Love Under Lockdown, was runner up in the Lesfic Bard awards for Romance in 2022.  

I have also written four novels set in California media land, with the second of those also being a Lesfic Bard runner up , this time in ‘action and adventure’, a stand-alone novel, and my own miniseries of fantasy adventures based on the late Roman empire.

I write because I love it, pure indulgence, whether with scratchy pen, fading cheap biro, laptop, desktop, tablet or phone.  It’s like dancing and I think it’s an incurable disease! The only thing I hate is marketing, which is why you’ve maybe never heard of Maggie McIntyre!

Maggie McIntyre’s story, The Seduction of Rosie Barnes, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Disrupt and Disentangle by Louise Morley

I’m an academic moving (slowly) into writing fiction. Why? I get so frustrated whenever I get the rare opportunity to read fiction myself. So many of the literary hot reads are profoundly heteronormative and bereft of characters who come anywhere near my experiences, feelings, aspirations. The LGBTQAI+ community, when allowed to enter, is also often represented in simplistic, monochromatic ways, with limited opportunities to intersect sexuality with other structures of inequality such as age and social class. And yet our lesbian lives are so diverse, rich and complex, and overflowing with dramatic opportunities! There is also an abundance of comic gold! The dating scene itself is like a gripping detective novel – trying to work out what on earth is happening and whether these people are really who they say they are!

I attempt to include different sources of knowledge and data in my writing. I’m a sociologist who has worked on five continents. I’m a public speaker, researcher, and academic writer – mainly on the topics of power, inclusion, equality, difference, and diversity. But I am also active on the lesbian scenes in London and Brighton, and regularly encounter situations that intrigue, puzzle, and excite me. They are screaming out to be explored, analysed, and narrated. I often find myself drawing on theories of micropolitics – that is how power gets relayed, withheld, and communicated through everyday practices, exclusions, coalitions, and language. It can often be via throwaway remarks that people reveal information about themselves, for example. I find that my sociological imagination can be extremely helpful in analysing the complexities that lie behind surface presentations.

But it also provokes accusations from some people that I overthink – something that I hotly deny. Critical thinking is central to my existence, and I won’t apologise for this feature! I also try to bring my insights from therapy into my understandings of relationships, anxieties, and responses. All around me, I hear platitudes, binaries, and certainties that I want to disrupt and disentangle. I used to try and provoke and stimulate in my academic writing and keynote presentations. Now I am aiming to do this via my storytelling. Join me?

Louise Morley’s story, Dear Lesbopops, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Lesbodacious by Allison Fradkin

I adore Young Adult fiction, especially own-voices Sapphic stories that vibrantly and valiantly validate and celebrate the characters, their feelings, and their lived experiences. Growing up, there was very little in the way of representation, respectful or otherwise. Fortunately, in the late 1990s, I discovered Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden, which led me to another book of hers, Good Moon Rising. The latter, a love story between lesbian thespians, especially appealed to me because I also loved theatre. I felt like the book was written for me.

That’s why, when it comes to queer representation in literature, visibility is both viable and valuable; and there’s nothing more admirable than authenticity. There was far less reading material available back then for and about young women who were coming of age and coming out (at least to themselves), but seeing myself depicted in writing made me feel empowered and emboldened to embrace my lesbodacious self. Eventually, when I felt sufficiently safe, I shared this part of myself with the most important people in my life, and my unapologetic declaration of lesbi-independence was one for the books.

You’re welcome to friend / tag me on Facebook (Allison Fradkin).

Allison Fradkin’s story, Lady Balls, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5.

Sapphfic Lottery Win by Arbor Lear

Hi there, I’m Arbor Lear and I’m a sucker for a good romance.

That spark of a first meet, the smoldering embers that build into an inferno that then engulfs the heart, mind, and soul. That’s what draws me into the characters and the story. Sapphic stories were hard to come by when I was growing up. It was rare to see a representation without it being tongue in cheek or implied. While there were amazing early authors such as Sarah Waters, Rita Mae Brown, and Fannie Flagg who changed the dialogue, it really wasn’t until twenty years ago that our stories became much more mainstream.

Fan fiction was where I first started reading sapphic stories that captured my imagination and resonated with me. I branched out from there and then read Radclyffe, Gerri Hill, Jae, JJ Arias, Kim Baldwin, Melissa Braden, Brey Willows, Robyn Nyx, Carson Taite, and so many more talented sapphic authors. Their remarkable craft of building characters and weaving the lesbian narrative allowed me to escape into their books for years. The variety of genres and individual truths that are being explored today truly allows something for everyone. Through the years, I’ve enjoyed writing and constructing characters in my mind but never put it out there for anyone else to see.

I feel as though I’ve won the lottery as I’ve finally found a community of writers who are supporting me and my writing dreams. This community has allowed me to look behind the curtain and see my writing future filled with sparkling possibilities. I’m excited to explore with you the tales I want to tell, and I hope you enjoy my writing. You can follow me on my socials, and I look forward to hearing from you.

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Arbor Lear’s story, The Starlight, is in SapphFic Eclectic, volume 5. She’s currently working on her debut novel, Racing Hearts.

Books Under My Bed by Julie Logwood

The first truly queer book I owned was an anthology of lesbian short stories that I bought at a yard sale in San Francisco, brought home and promptly hid under my bed. I was 16 and out, my parents were supportive, but having a whole world of queer stories to myself was so thrilling it felt illicit. 

I was, and remain, a voracious reader. As a kid I was drawn to stories of escapism, whether it was new worlds or ways of living differently in this one, I wanted to be transported, lost in other realities. By the time I purchased that slim tome, something had shifted. I had begun to search for myself in the worlds I was escaping to, and I was coming up short more often than not. That book was a balm, and began a lifelong affair with queer literature, from classics to camp. 

I still love a good escape, and delight in seeing echoes of myself and my community in the words of others. I recently happened upon a short story that casually featured gay parents, and I realized how hungry I’ve been, as a lesbian parent, to see my new reality reflected through fiction. The joy in that spark of recognition is what drives me to read in, and to write for, this wonderful community. There’s so much diversity in the stories to be told about queer lives, so many facets for exploration, and it’s the quest of a lifetime to find all the amazing authors bringing them to life.

I’m forever grateful to those giving these stories a chance, both by getting them out into the world, and by taking them in once they’re out there.  Without publishers and audiences willing to take a risk on them, my world as a reader and a writer would be much less fun. And there would be far fewer books under my bed. 

Julie Logwood’s story, Archival Enemies, is in SapphFic Eclectic, Volume 5.

Not the Odd One Out Anymore by Lee Haven

You could say I discovered Sapphic fiction by accident. I was finishing listening to an audio book on my way home when I got the usual “if you enjoyed this book, you might like this” recommendation. The book I just finished was paranormal fiction. One of my favorite genres, together with fantasy. So, I opened the first recommendation in the list to read the blurb. I think I ended up reading it four or five times because I couldn’t believe what I was reading. Partly because I’d never seen sapphic representation in a book before and partly because the blurb and book were in English. Which isn’t my native language, so I didn’t quite trust that I got it right. However, I got the audio book and started listening to it immediately. Even though it was a fairly long book I finished it in a day and a half and I was in tears by the end of it.

Listening to that book I found something I didn’t even know I needed at the time and that in a sense was seeing myself represented in a book. It had the power to make me feel less like the odd one out. It also made me feel less alone in the world. It threw me a lifeline at a time I really needed one.

After that I went looking for sapphic books and found out quickly that there weren’t many in my native language. I’m very happy that that has changed in the past couple of years. But I found many more books in English and through social media, the reading community that came along with it. Subsequently, it led me to fly to England a couple of years later to attend a book event in Nottingham. It gave me a community where I feel like I belong.

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Lee Haven’s story, Blood Moon, is in SapphFic Eclectic, Volume 5.