The A+ Bee Issue Thirty-Seven: I Bee-Lieve in a Thing Called Love

Hi starbursts!

Welcome to Issue 37 of the A+ Bee where you can always find celebrations of obscure holidays and TERRIBLE puns. I hope you’re having a lovely Thursday (or whatever day it is for you wherever you are, or whenever you are reading this). This issue has a magical haiku by the equally magical Audrey, a very gay Eye Spy, an A-Camp confession AND SO MUCH MORE. Get in here and get reading.

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Chelsey is a previous Editorial Assistant for Autostraddle and currently resides in Los Angeles with her cat Olive and a large collection of cardigans. She enjoys drinking coffee/tea, writing, editing, and validating the humans in her life.

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10 Comments

  1. I honestly don’t know how anyone is gonna find a safe enough place, without doors that don’t lock, or pine needles that heat seek your squishy bits, but I hope the threesome goalee lives their dreams! And that I don’t walk in on them, I hate being the one to do that, so like if you set it up, lemme know.

  2. The eye spy is a work of great genius. I can only imagine it being rivalled by a Laura and Luna Where’s Wally/Waldo

  4. ‘If you can conceive it, you can achieve it…Imagine a life you truly love. Then ask yourself what stands in your way’

    Last year I applied for A-Camp, got a wait list email and put it in the ‘too hard’ basket. I regretted it immensely but wasn’t ready to face the enormity of even doing such a thing. Seeking time off work (I’m a teacher and it falls in school term), flying to the Northern Hemisphere, actually explaining what it was etc etc.

    Well, this year I applied again. And got wait listed. And I *prayed* my guts out that this dream would come true. Then on Wednesday, my email came through.

    Life doesn’t give you many second chances; so when it comes along, you gotta grab it and run.

    This week I outed myself to my boss by honestly explaining why I wanted a week off in the middle of term.
    This week I said yes to spending hard-saved money on seeking a life I truly love.
    This week I said ‘fuck it’ and decided to care for myself first, instead of second (I’m a carer for my sick mum).
    This year, for my 30th birthday, I’m going to camp.

    ACCURATE BETH, ACCURATE.

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