‘Knocking Myself Up’ a hilarious, hopeful read
‘Knocking Myself Up: A Memoir of My (In)Fertility’By Michelle Teac.2022, Dey Street$28.99/304 pages Most books, no matter how fab, can be put down.
For meals, naps, dancing, binge-watching – sex. This isn’t how it goes with queer writer Michelle Tea’s new book “Knocking Myself Up: A Memoir of My (In)Fertility.” Once you start it, everything else will stop until you finish it.
Then, you’ll still be inhaling Tea’s captivating memoir. BUY THE BOOK Recently on YouTube, I came across the mid-century TV sitcom “Leave It to Beaver.” The show featured an archetypal 1950s family – the Cleavers: white, middle-class, straight – with a Dad (Ward) who worked at “the office,” Mom (June), a homemaker, and two sons – Wally and Theodore (a.k.a.
Beaver). They lived in a house with an immaculate lawn and a white picket fence. This isn’t to dis the Cleavers, who were beloved by many Boomers (queer and non-queer).
