Prologue, 2003 I’m sitting in my parents’ bedroom, watching American Idol auditions with my mom. It’s all fun and games and Simon Cowell nastiness, and then He walks into the room. Like the judges, Mom and I are immediately skeptical of this gangly, red-haired dork. As a fellow in dorkdom, I’m almost annoyed with him.Continue reading “unlikely idols, or: thanks, clay aiken”
hope is the thing with lightsabers
in which dani herd explores star wars, gender, feelings, and lots more
