I really want to apologize for the lack of attention to the blog. It is not as easy as I had anticipated to keep up this little experiment and do the work at the same time. Not to mention doing the “business” of writing as well: licensing cover art, legal stuff, hunting for an editor, trying to find money to see me through this. It’s a pretty long row to hoe. I’m sorry I have not been more attentive to this plan, but the social experiment may move into a new direction shortly.
I’ve almost completed eight chapters, written nearly 36,000 words and I can’t believe that the writing has taken on it’s own life. Things I hadn’t even thought of while outlining are pouring out. It remains to be seen if it is all good for the story.
The world has grown up a lot over my lifetime. Attitudes have changed, and continue to do so almost as quickly as technology does. This includes our ability to discuss sex. However, I still have to wonder–as I’m sure many authors do–just how much sex is enough to include in my work? You’ll notice in my profile, I call myself an “author of gay fiction”–not a “gay pornographer.”
I am a new author of gay fiction.
Born in the Niagara Region of Southern Ontario, I was raised in Toronto.
While growing up gay is always a challenge, it was considerably challenging growing up gay in the 1960s and 1970s. Living in a larger urban centre certainly had its advantages back then, but there has been a lot of change in the past 40 years. Continue reading