Dear Mr. Card...

Dear Mr. Card (and really any homophobe out there),

First, I'd like you to know that ENDER'S GAME was, and remains, one of my all-time favorite books. I'm mildly dyslexic (I was born that way,) and it usually takes me days, sometimes months to read books that I really enjoy. I read yours in a single day.

I've known you were a homophobe for some time. I read an interview in Salon.com with you several years ago that made your rather ugly views quite plain. However, after reading this review of your newest release, HAMLET'S FATHER (Subterranean Press), I just wanted you to know that as a gay woman (I was born that way, too,) I spent this morning destroying the heterosexual world and corrupting American youth by driving my son to school, coming home and doing the dishes, baking some zucchinni bread for my partner to take to work to share at her Friday meeting, and getting pizza dough ready for tonight's dinner.

I can see why you're scared of me.

I'm off to volunteer at my son's schol right now. You should really make sure I have no civil rights. I might... I don't know... bake some cookies later.