An excerpt from "Heteronormative"

Jay scoffed at her little performance and swigged down his glass of whiskey. If she had to go to such great lengths to prove how accomplished she was, then she really wasn’t so confidant after all. As far as he was concerned, she was still the naïve wannabe who worshipped him from the front row of class. If it was his approval she wanted she would never have it. He’d read her book out of morbid curiosity and concluded that it hadn’t any more depth than a sappy paperback erotica. He recognized the character that was him in the story. The brooding struggling writer who rapes a twelve year old girl that’s in love with him. This was Claudia’s way of villainizing him.