Anne Thériault

Consider asking your father to turn you into a tree.

Under the guidance of the two princess-goddesses, Equestria is to this day a place where stallions and mares enjoy equal privileges.

Spoiler alert: they look like bodies that have been recently been filled with a quart of amniotic fluid, two pounds of placenta plus a kid. This is not a bad thing.

I could tell my therapist that tomorrow I will eat toast for breakfast instead of a bagel, and technically I will have done what she's asked.

The deaths of trans women like Dalmar constitute an emergency; there's no other word for it.

Of course, Pa wasn't perfect. He had a definite libertarian/white supremacist/manifest destiny streak.

Winter can be a real drag. And so drab! So take this advice from the Chatelaine of Cair Paravel to make the final days of February more fab.