I find myself wanting to reject this idea that Abby is only there for Carol because she’s still in love with her. To me, that reinforces a narrative that is frequently projected onto female characters, that they have to be in competition. Carol and Abby’s friendship is bigger than their fling, is bigger than whatever inevitably happens between Carol and Therese.
I’ve been thinking recently that queer time for me is a self-declared snow day. A chance to stay in bed and explore ourselves unhindered by the outside world. A chance to exist, to play — free from the hetero pillars of career, marriage, and lineage.
Lila, The Pace of Queer Time
For months I’ve been trying to figure out how and why Pretty Little Liars made this choice. Through the middle of season five, Pretty Little Liars featured more lesbian and bisexual characters than any show in TV history, besides The L Word. In the last 24 episodes, it has abandoned that identity — and the queer fans and queer critics who helped catapult it to success — completely. It turns out the biggest mystery of Rosewood might not be the identity of A, after all.
