Moby Dyke: An Obsessive Quest To Track Down The Last Remaining Lesbian Bars In America

Please take this with a grain of salt. I'm so glad this book was written; I'd heard something like this was coming out (ha ha). I'm glad I got to read it. The Seattle chapter made me smile. My city's in a book about dyke bars! Wow. I went there for my twenty-first birthday and a few times after. I couldn't go as often as I wanted for various reasons. The Seattle chapter was reassuring, too, as it addresses how the city has changed and how gentrification and other factors have hit.
This entire book was a rockin' party that I couldn't go to. I've been in a bad mood since I finished the book. It just pointed out over and over of opportunities I missed, and I am absolutely taking this personally. There's nothing I can do about it now, but show more oh, in this moment it's like salt in a wound of loneliness. show less

this one was a letdown for me. i think some of the big questions this book prompted, like "why are lesbian bars closing?" and "how do we feel about lesbian bars turning into 'everyone's welcome' queer bars when bars for gay men don't feel the same?" are great conversations to get into, but we didn't really GET INTO IT at all. "who is precisely welcome in lesbian bars?" basically amounted to: everyone of course! end of conversation. the interviews eventually felt repetitive and not utilized enough, more of an explanation of loving the bar for feeling welcome and etc...which is great, but i was hoping for more depth.