@katecrane.bsky.social
in the library or in the trees my first book is a memoir about my father’s 1987 murder in Baltimore, where I’m from. “What Ever Happened to Eddy Crane” will be out on Hanover Sq Press on 4/7/26 I 😻 posts w/ alt text 🐈⬛ she/her | MDNI | 😷 N95
worth remembering, David Lynch directed “fix your hearts or die” specifically at transphobes. it wasn’t a generic “no mean people allowed” statement, it was said by his Twin Peaks character in defense of a trans woman he cared for and deeply respected.
it’s lunchtime over here too and o bridget, I relate!
give her my best
music video starring bridget
I’ll memorize them all
R&B, folk, country, hip hop, OPERA, jazz, punk,
also cannot wait to chant our version of lizzie in a box
we are absolutely gonna wind up in a weekend and bernies scenario when it does happen
I reviewed Lio Min’s debut Beating Heart Baby, a queer YA romance set in perhaps the most intense high school marching band in Los Angeles.
Oh no, the people who hate women didn’t think you were different than all the other girls like you said?
The 3 genders
what if it’s already happened but we’re in a weekend at bernie’s scenario
im just really fucking sick of spending my entire adult life lurching from one worldwide economic disaster to another all because people pretend republicans arent dumb as dog shit morons completely detached from reality
رَمَضان كَريم
thankful for the hide post function, otherwise I'd have lost so many people by now for replying after the 5th time I saw something go by on the TL in all caps like DON'T YOU FUCKING TELL ME THAT, FUCK YOU FOR TELLING ME THAT
they’re beautiful!
Memories jostle each other for face-room like obsolete film stars.
Watching Speed Racer reruns. They sure did a lot with a little, didn't they? And it's so pure, with its black and white morality. The good guys are sweet and self-sacrificing, and all the bad guys are HUGE JERKS who DESERVE TO DIE !!!
the best accent except for bmore
allies™️
SURJ ❤️ nazi tattoo guy
The more Epstein documents you read, the more you see every innocuous email as a lost scene from 120 Days of Sodom. “They could have, though, eaten that girl” becomes a thought you have. Everything is plausible and nothing is, each sentence impossibly banal and somehow ten times worse for being so.
(almost!!)
I got a rejection email from a job so kind and complimentary and sincere in its let’s stay in touch vibe that I was like, Gosh, go on. Give that job to someone else. Whatever you need
I have been so sniffly
all the “normal people” in my life are queer or gay or trans or trans-gay-etc. I support everyone else’s right to live a fulfilling life, safely, with healthcare, housing, and enough to eat
“normal people”
maybe 33% there. The little piece of paper with return address and her name is on there (for recycling an old packing envelope) but not filled out and taped on. aaaahhhhh
i cried in ADHD
onward
yesterday I was really proud of myself for mailing something to someone a week ago — I executive functioned! — and today I found it in a stack of mailing envelopes