"The poem is now cleaned
out of power, [...]
Who knows what I meant?
With time, I can guess
that I thought and worked
hard, watched my words,
made them bright as they'd
beam, until I could say
to myself, This is full."
- From 'Poem for George Miles', The Dream Police by Dennis Cooper
Careful. You might get lost or be attacked by carnivorous mushrooms.
About my work? I write to counteract bad portrayals of gay teens in gay fiction. BSC is based in high school and SW in college. I write what I think is realistic people, dealing with realistic problems, realistically.
EDIT 2019!: How about bisexual metahumans?! I'm certainly gonna try one of those out pretty soon. Keep an eye out!
I'm an addict. One of my addictions is reading and writing M/M romance. It's not completely debilitating. In fact, I may be able to happily live with this addiction. I just haven't figured out how to tell my mother.
My other addiction? Coffee. I do live in Seattle, after all.
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