Sunday, February 25, 2007


Today, I reread the children's book I wrote a long time ago as a birthday present for my first NYC boyfriend. I can't help but like it, and I find it moving still. Even after all these years. (Although there's no way I can be objective about that I realize.)

But I notice something interesting. My children's book and my Great (Gay) American (Werewolf) Novel(la) are the same story.

I swear!

Way different genres I realize. But both are stories of two men (or two boys) who find in each other something no one else can offer.


1 comment:

Shayla Kersten said...

Did you ever find a publisher to send the novel to? Have you tried online ones like Ellora's Cave ( or Liquid Silver Books (

Werewolves are popular in ebooks, as are gay romances.