I am going to be doing my first reading from ONE GAY AMERICAN on November 18, 2012 at a fetish clothing and accessory store in Seattle called Doghouse Leathers. See the poster below for the specifics.
Doghouse Leathers, you ask?
My life has turned into a sort of gay version of the hit 1980’s comedy CHEERS. In the last two years I have spent a great deal of time at a Seattle gay bar named The Cuff. Everyone there “knows my name.”
For the first time in my life I have been able to build a sense of community and brotherhood with other gay men. This may seem like a minor thing, but I have struggled with platonic male relationships my whole life. For me it is a trust thing.
About seven months ago, I developed an unusual friendship with gay porn professional Tony Buff: current director of fetish productions at Raging Stallions Studios. He is known for his work in front of and behind the camera.
Tony Buff happens to live in the apartment complex behind my favorite watering hole, The Cuff. I do not watch regular gay pornography (an explanation of this can be traced in my first book SHORN: TOYS TO MEN). I have never seen Tony Buff’s work or even seen a picture of him in all his naked glory. Tony and I are friends. Good friends. Simply friends. We are like family because we are lonely souls: neither of us really have any blood relatives in our lives.
One would never mistake me for a porn star. Seeing Tony and I sitting and drinking at a bar together, one might think he and I are a bit of an odd couple: an unexpected friendship. Truthfully, we are just guys. We sit and drink (sometimes too much) and commiserate about life while watching our fellow homosexuals do their thing. We can get bitchy. Sometimes we privately say bitter things about our gay brothers and sisters. Tony and I like to think of ourselves as Statler and Waldorf, the two grumpy old men in the box seats who make disparaging comments on The Muppet Show.
It took me a while, but I eventually introduced Tony to my books. He read and LOVED them and even offered me a blurb for ONE GAY AMERICAN.
I used to be somewhat of a wallflower, but Tony Buff has folded me into that gay CHEERS scene.
Now that everyone knows my name, they are getting to know my work. I write about The Cuff in ONE GAY AMERICAN. The manager of The Cuff also runs the leather retail store a block away called Doghouse Leathers where I am scheduled to read on November 18th. It was an honor to be asked to do the author event at Doghouse Leathers.How many times in your life do you get to do a book event in a fetish clothing and accessory store?
There is a rather sizable “leather” community in Seattle. I don’t identify myself as part of the Seattle leather community, but have gotten to know some of the folks and they are a pretty normal group of people …who happen to wear leather a lot. I assume they all have robust intimate relationships. Who am I to judge?