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Validation…And My Undersexed Brother-in-Law Dates Psychos

Thursday, February 28th, 2013

I wasn’t someone who needed to hear how good I was doing at something during my formative years. I knew what I was good at and I knew what I was horrific at. Gym? Art? Holding my pencil or fork the accepted way? Horrific. But I knew I was good at other things, especially Atari, and that was quite evident from the moans and groans of my opponents getting their asses handed to them. This isn’t to say I don’t mind a bit of validation these days when it comes to my writing or my relationship because I do. My husband tells me so and since he states he’s never wrong… Anyway, he’s always had a ‘thing’ about his belief that I need validation from his family about our relationship. He doesn’t think we need it, doesn’t want it and doesn’t think we’d ever get it. That kind of changed a bit two days ago when an unexpected incident occurred.

Lightening The Load While Embracing the Inner Geek

Monday, February 25th, 2013

It’s amazing just how much two people can accumulate over the years. No, it’s bloody staggering is what it is. My husband and I decided to do a little cleaning when my father-in-law-who-doesn’t-know-he’s-my-father-in-law went into the hospital after Christmas. We started at his house. There’s a chance he may need the assistance of a walker when he returns home, so we felt we should lighten the load over there. The man is a bit of a packrat, though, and it’s a trait both his sons inherited. So after doing some work over there, we turned our attention to our own home. Why? Because word got to us that my undersexed brother-in-law’s married girlfriend made the comment when my husband and FILWDKHMFIL stayed there for a few days that “This place isn’t going to start looking like what your father’s house looks like!”

The Face of Gay 27 (Chris)

Saturday, February 23rd, 2013

Gay men and religion often mix together about as well as someone telling me they can’t see a difference in quality between DVD and Blu-Ray. And yet there are many in the LGBT community who continue to attend church and embrace faith and religion. We just don’t hear about it very often, only that’s about to change today.

I’ve sent out a number of requests to friends and acquaintances since last year asking and sometimes begging for them to share a bit of themselves. Chris’s life has been especially chaotic. From the journey out of his parents’ home to his newfound peace with… Well, I’ll let him tell his own story. Welcome to Chris’s Face of Gay.

One Year of Being Legally Married Coming Right Up!

Thursday, February 21st, 2013

I’m writing this on a Wednesday and the day it goes live (today for you, Thursday) will technically still be one day shy of the 22nd. Why open with this? Because the 22nd is actually my 18th anniversary and my 1st anniversary as a legally married husband to my husband. The oddity is that, going by days of the week, today (Wednesday again for those of you getting confused) is technically the day me, my hubby, and his mother who stayed with us in our hotel room for the entire week all got dressed up, met up with Miss Kim in the elevator, took a taxi to the officiate’s office, met up with my little brother and his fiancé, established contact via video chat with my mum back home, and got hitched.

I Am Iron Man

Monday, February 18th, 2013

Alter egos have been a topic of conversation as of late between fellow author Dorien Grey and myself. There’s Dorien and there’s Roger, but where does one end and the other begin? Many authors use pseudonyms for various reasons. I had a need for privacy some sixteen years ago that would allow me to keep readers who discovered my writing persona away from the me/me. If they put the gay me together with the real me, it could lead them to my then-closeted boyfriend. So, Kage was born. Or rather he was realized and he’s taken on quite a bit more than I’d ever imagined he would. And as with Dorien/Roger, some have wondered where Kris ends and Kage begins.

Classic Blog Post: Muffy The Slipper Slayer–An Evening At Kohl’s

Saturday, February 16th, 2013

Original MySpace Publication Date: Mar 3, 2009

Why is it that the simplest things so often turn into the most complicated ordeals? Seriously. It’s like somebody in some little office somewhere referred to in hushed conversations as “the Controller” has a hard-on for some of us. What makes it worse is I pretty much hate leaving home and dealing with certain areas of the public, mainly the retail sector. It’s why I prefer to shop online. If and when there’s a mistake made, it’s more often than not my own and on those rare occasions it’s them, it’s still all handled online with no hassle. But other times? Oh, no. I just have to attempt to put my faith in humanity, throw caution to the wind, and hope I can accomplish what I’m setting out for with little discomfort. It rarely happens.

Building The Perfect Beast (Part 1)

Thursday, February 14th, 2013

A favorite subject of mine is music, but, honestly, music from a specific decade; the 1980s. I now understand what music of the 1960s mean to my parents because there’s just no decade of music like the one we grew up with. And I use music to this day, especially when I’m brainstorming, talking to myself or when I write. I find that certain songs and specific albums set entire moods in my head and provide the exact attitude I need in order to write scenes. The problem as I see it, though, is that I’ve gotten into a bad habit of listening to specific songs rather than albums as a whole. What happened to enjoying the entire thing rather than the bits and pieces? This naturally led to my thinking back to some of the albums from my favorite decade that I’ve come to love and cherish since their release. Wanna read about a few and perhaps share some of your own?

Let’s go. (heh heh…that’s a favorite song of mine from Wang Chung!)

Not Being Able To Pick Your Family Is Such A Crock Of Bullsushi!

Monday, February 11th, 2013

You can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your family. What kind of bullsushi is that? Can you imagine if we could actually choose each one of our family members before finding our way into the womb? Put all the crazy people with each other, the arrogant ones together (so they can drive each other crazy) and leave the rest of us alone in peace. And I don’t understand siblings. Have some of you nothing better to do in life than create drama for the rest of the family? Oh, dear He-Who-Walks-Behind-The-Blu-Ray-Racks… What kind of thinking went into shaping this world? Seriously, the half of my family I’ve accused of acting like white trash just went and proved it all over again yesterday. Makes me darn happy to be an only child! Still, get a load of this…

The Face of Gay 26 (Monique Thompson)

Saturday, February 9th, 2013

It’s official: I’m a guilty pleasure. Or, rather, I’m guilty of something. A few things. I may possibly guilt people into offering up a post for this series from time to time. It’s a generally accepted alternative when begging doesn’t work. And, believe me, I’ve begged. Today’s post comes from someone who not only nominated me for my token African American card, but who issued it to me, too. I haven’t met her in person yet, but she’s promised me a sushi dinner and an offering of Blu-Rays if and when I do. Okay, maybe dinner. So, without further ado, welcome to Monique Thompson’s Face of Gay.

I Have Seen the Future! Got Poop?

Friday, February 8th, 2013

Guess what yesterday was? Correct! Thursday. And guess what I didn’t complete on time? Right again! My blog post. Now, I could make up some really incredible excuses that would blow your mind and delight your senses, but it would be a lie and that’s what you buy my books for. That’s why we call our work ‘fiction.’ So why would I just give that out for free? Girrrrrl, please… Instead, allow me to hit you up with the truth of things at the moment. Also, allow me to say that this isn’t me complaining or objecting or crying for help or looking for pity. I’m not. I’m simply, at the moment, acknowledging my limitations as a human being in this particular set of circumstances at this particular juncture in my life. And yes, there really is poop involved.