I don’t subscribe to Rolling Stone magazine, though I used to. In its heyday some of the best journalists in the U. S. wrote for Rolling Stone. I don’t know about now. But I came across tonight’s photo post and I thought it was hilarious. I guess it appeared on a Rolling Stone cover?
I don’t watch TV, except for films on cable. I can’t stand all the commercial breaks. They drive me crazy. But there’s a show on the Fox Network called Glee, with an openly gay high school student named Kurt Hummel, played by actor Chris Colfer. I don’t know anything about Colfer or his private life, but he’s pretty cute. And his Glee character is quite … flamboyant, to say the least. I say, good for him.
Tonight’s photo post depicts Kurt in a leather bar, probably in San Francisco. The poor boy looks like Dorothy when she woke up in Oz. (“Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.”) You have to admire Colfer for posing for this photo. It made me laugh for a good long minute or two.
It’s been a quiet day for me. I wrote, took care of correspondence, did a little yard work. An editor wrote me today to inform me a short story I’d submitted to him eighteen months ago will appear in a print anthology with stories about growing up in Florida. Some of Florida’s best writers will appear in the book, so I am honored. And no, this is not an erotic piece.
My story’s actually a memoir, the only one I have ever written. It takes place when I was in sixth grade, when I experienced major upheavals in my family life. It’s not entirely upbeat, but I like it and so did the publishing house. See how long it takes to get work published? It’ll be close to a year before the book goes on the shelves at Barnes & Noble and other such retailers. As you may have already deduced, writing is not a craft for impatient people.
I have no plans for this evening. Since I’m in a committed relationship, why visit a bar or dance club? I’ll stay on the island, make a nice little dinner for myself, open a bottle of wine (or two) and maybe read by the fireplace. I think watching sunset at the beach with my neighbors is a definite possibility. I have a rough life, don’t I?
Over a thousand people have already stopped by the blog today. I suspect a few hundred more will visit before the night’s over. Enjoy your Saturday night, all.