Writing my own   fantasy stories   . That's where my website's name originates; the secondary world I began chronicling when I was in college. Warning: My story vocabulary is above the 10th grade level, and unrepentently riddled with 'archaisms.' If you cannot allow for that, go watch Barney instead. I will not contribute to the dumbing down of the U.S.!
Reading: (mostly period Fantasy, some Urban Fantasy) Sherri S. Tepper, Gael Baudino, Patricia McKillip, the late MZB and Zenna Henderson, Charles de Lint, Michelle West/Sagara, the late Andre Norton, Alis Rasmussen/Kate Elliott, L.E. Modesitt, Jr., C.J. Cherryh, Patricia Wrede, Julie E. Czerneda, Carol Berg, Lynn Flewelling, Mel Keegan & James Earl Hardy (so I'm a sucker for romance, sue me)
I abhor Orson Scott Card as I think he is a glaringly hypocritical author who is either willfully ignorant or intellectually dishonest.
Music: Celtic music (not American-Celtic & not Enya), Boogie-woogie, Novelty songs (Tom Lehrer, the late Anna Russell, Beatrice Lillie, etc), Billy Joel, ZZ Top, Jewel, Bette Midler, Jethro Tull...
I would not want to be heterosexual! Why? The simplest answer is... Because then I would not have come to know and love Rich. Another reason is the perspective my experiences have provided me on things 'heteros' take for granted. Not merely in the area of "sexual politics." Living outside the normative consensus, one can see some of the patterns of human interaction with an unsettling clarity. I lived "outside the box" so I can see it for a box and not the cosmos. But being gay is not like being an alien, and unaffected. It is like being percieved of as an alien. Don't get me wrong, belonging is wonderful! Its just not worth what the people offering it want you to sacrifice for it. Christian denominations & 'Christian' 'friends' are good at demanding such unnecessary sacrifices.
One thing I see happening is the 'gay community' (as if there actually is one) acting like every past stigmatized group that had the promise of acceptance dangled before them. Such groups start out as prophetic agents for change (not out of any inherent virtue), but eventuate into conformists wanting to be mainstream. And conformists have never won anything, except disdain: the fervent gay Republicans, the blacks who won't see the parallel between their own racial struggle for dignity and that of their gay brothers & sisters, the gay-to-straight conversionists (who are basically saying that G-d does make junk), and those who kvetch about 'the nellies,' the drag queens or the bisexuals ("You're either gay or straight!"). Re: the 'nellies' - It was not the respected corporate types who held out at Stonewall (and heralded in the Gay Liberation Movement) against NYC's "finest". It was "the freaks," the queens, and the types that you would never allow to run for a political office.
Martin Buber was right: If there is a Judgement, G-d will not ask me why I did not have hetero sex & breed children I'd be emotionally ill-equipped to tend, but rather, why I was not more myself - the self S/He created me to be. No apologies, no need for explanations - scientific or otherwise - and no being a professional gay person. The Divine commissioned me to love, and, within the framework of my
natural
affections, I do so. Don't like it? Well, that's not my problem.
My friend David Dean
A picture of Rich & I
I would not want to be heterosexual! Why? The simplest answer is... Because then I would not have come to know and love Rich. Another reason is the perspective my experiences have provided me on things 'heteros' take for granted. Not merely in the area of "sexual politics." Living outside the normative consensus, one can see some of the patterns of human interaction with an unsettling clarity. I lived "outside the box" so I can see it for a box and not the cosmos. But being gay is not like being an alien, and unaffected. It is like being percieved of as an alien. Don't get me wrong, belonging is wonderful! Its just not worth what the people offering it want you to sacrifice for it. Christian denominations & 'Christian' 'friends' are good at demanding such unnecessary sacrifices.
One thing I see happening is the 'gay community' (as if there actually is one) acting like every past stigmatized group that had the promise of acceptance dangled before them. Such groups start out as prophetic agents for change (not out of any inherent virtue), but eventuate into conformists wanting to be mainstream. And conformists have never won anything, except disdain: the fervent gay Republicans, the blacks who won't see the parallel between their own racial struggle for dignity and that of their gay brothers & sisters, the gay-to-straight conversionists (who are basically saying that G-d does make junk), and those who kvetch about 'the nellies,' the drag queens or the bisexuals ("You're either gay or straight!"). Re: the 'nellies' - It was not the respected corporate types who held out at Stonewall (and heralded in the Gay Liberation Movement) against NYC's "finest". It was "the freaks," the queens, and the types that you would never allow to run for a political office.
Martin Buber was right: If there is a Judgement, G-d will not ask me why I did not have hetero sex & breed children I'd be emotionally ill-equipped to tend, but rather, why I was not more myself - the self S/He created me to be. No apologies, no need for explanations - scientific or otherwise - and no being a professional gay person. The Divine commissioned me to love, and, within the framework of my
natural
affections, I do so. Don't like it? Well, that's not my problem.
a rainbow apple - Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combination
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I websurf a lot. Not much for chatter, though I value my cyber-friends dearly (Foremost is rseng07. I was once enslaved to Genealogy. But now I just do occassional personal explorations. I was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease in 1986, when I developed a fistula (which is kept in abeyance now), so the state of my health and stamina varies from day to day.
I also like to read people's gay romantic fiction. Not illegal, not paederastic, not snuff, not B/D or S/M. If I wanted any of that, I would read a newspaper.
          Born 30 December 1960 in Broward Co. FL.
At the age of 17, I escaped that town with my life intact and sanity impaired.
After 4 years in Macon GA, I graduated from Mercer University.
Then spent 3 years at Southern Baptist Theological Cemeter...Seminary. A prolonged psychotic episode.
My Sanctuary? DogtownGuy, of course! We've been together 19 yrs.
Writing my own   fantasy stories   . That's where my website's name originates; the secondary world I began chronicling when I was in college. Warning: My story vocabulary is above the 10th grade level, and unrepentently riddled with 'archaisms.' If you cannot allow for that, go watch Barney instead. I will not contribute to the dumbing down of the U.S.!
Reading: (mostly period Fantasy, some Urban Fantasy) Sherri S. Tepper, Gael Baudino, Patricia McKillip, the late MZB and Zenna Henderson, Charles de Lint, Michelle West/Sagara, the late Andre Norton, Alis Rasmussen/Kate Elliott, L.E. Modesitt, Jr., C.J. Cherryh, Patricia Wrede, Julie E. Czerneda, Carol Berg, Lynn Flewelling, Mel Keegan & James Earl Hardy (so I'm a sucker for romance, sue me)
I abhor Orson Scott Card as I think he is a glaringly hypocritical author who is either willfully ignorant or intellectually dishonest.
Music: Celtic music (not American-Celtic & not Enya), Boogie-woogie, Novelty songs (Tom Lehrer, the late Anna Russell, Beatrice Lillie, etc), Billy Joel, ZZ Top, Jewel, Bette Midler, Jethro Tull...
Story sites
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Mr. Cranky
Worldbuilder
Worldbuilder Helps
My Computer Drawings
About Me & Mine
My Sanctuary
A Boundary-Stone To Kelotta
Rawson Family History
The Rawson Lineage
Geneapolis-Genealogical Ground Zero
Geneapolis
A Book-worm
For the serious cinema fan
Patricia Wrede's Guide
An interesting site:
The Oriflamme
  Web Page
An archaeological site I like
The introduction to my genealogy webpages
White Ribbon Campaign: Raising Awareness of Gay Teen Suicide
He is proof that this country is no place for a NORMAL, healthy, Gay youth
We met in Louisville, KY in 1990, in a support group (What was the group for? "Ain't nobody's business...") It was not love at first sight, but it was respect at first chat.
He let me help him through some rough times, and in doing so, came to love me. I, unintentionally, played hard to get. A teacher he once had told him, referring to his height... "Dynamite comes in small packages." And its true. Rich is courageous, stubborn, tender-hearted, daring, multi-talented, and passionate. A naturally skilled father and teacher. Were it not for Rich, my heart would have turned to stone long ago.
Then there is D. Dwayne Curry (right). I met him when I was serving time at Southern Baptist Theological Seminary (In 1985 I was released on bad behaviour - their own. ). A forthright and sincere man, whose gentleness amazes me and whose emotional honesty warms and delights me. After Rich, he is my best friend. He has been there when I did not want to see myself as gay, when I was a physical wreck, when I was an emotional leech, and when I was a raving Erinye.  There is nothing I wouldn't do for him. He is married to a mysterious schoolteacher (surely 'mysterious' is one of the two best kind of teachers there can be) named Jeanie, and they in turn are owned by their 11 year old son Keegan Connor Curry.
Dwayne with his bride. Fasten your seat belts, folks!!!
Dabeagle's Doghouse
Great stories by D
   & his friends
Archerland
a painting from & link to the Paul Cadmus Exhibit
One Soapbox
15 October 2001
Its Only Me from Across the Sea
It took 11 years, but I learned to accept my being gay (I refuse resignation, that way lay crutches like alcoholism & sex addiction). Who helped me? Practically no one (though I admit to a warm place in my heart for PFLAG of Louisville, KY). It was completely outside the experience of the people around me. Once I was ready, my acceptance was simple and total.  I learned what it means to be a man: being who I am. I have never wanted to be a woman (as some people have asked me). I am how the Most High or the Goddess, random factors, or the Just & Merciful One made me. I would not want to be other than how & who I am.
This was a bit rambling (like the Mississippi is a bit wet). If I offended, well... tough. Watching breeders hold hands in malls without getting arrested for public disturbance (unlike if two men held hands) offends me. And hearing someone say "Well, I don't like seeing anyone's Public Displays of Affection! Gay or straight!" misses the point entirely. The point being an unlegislatible, unconsciously but globally granted, license & social privilege that gay adults may attempt to enjoy only at risk of their lives. 
Just watch, the next suggestion for gay-related legislation will be some rehash of the"Separate but Equal" nonsense. Will we see straight water-fountains & gay ones? Gay Marine regiments and straight ones? With bi-sexuals alternating to balance out the numbers in each? No.
If you are a member of the AMA (American Masochists Association), I force-feed more of my perspective in the section beneath My Links.
Wyrm's Litter
Another Soapbox
Andrej Koymasky's Stories
Two silver rings
And don't kid yourselves, a gay male or female is as much a part of the natural order as a breeder. Those who would try to legislate against 'gay marriage' are violating the very social contract they think they are "shoring-up" (As if it were ever in danger), and ignoring over 2000 years of history & tradition. Hysterical, no? As well as redefining (diminishing) what this country, this "Great Experiment" in government, is about. It stands to reason that if there are Christian marriages, Buddhist marriages, Jainist & Islamic wedding ceremonies, then marriage is not any one religion's exclusive right, then it has its origin in human nature & not divine injunction. If its a ritual which requires an appointed judge's imprimatur, then it is civic & not religious in nature. Its been said before but... We are gay humans, and the word gay is only the adjective. First and foremost we are humans, and last time I looked, being both a human and a citizen in this country entitled you to both liberty & the "pursuit of happiness," free from the interference of government (including the Judicial branch) - except as gov't upholds your rights in that pursuit.

A Partnering Ceremony
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My Drawings
My Drawings
Our late friend Russell Bazemore with Doug
IOMfAtS writes detailed stories of teens in love with each other. Not to everyone's taste, but a good antidote to the inter- generational delusions so prevalent on the web.
What had been my letterhead, now a link to my story page
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Kristopher R. Gibbons aka Bookwyrm5 & 6

A kitten with the plea "Stop Kitty Porn"
Clint, Doris, Lucy
Senex(Richard Seng) & Katherine Keena
Senex & Erronius
Hero(Chris Blair), Phila(Laura Keena) & Pseudolus - Pretty Little Picture
The Proteans - Karl Kessler, John Keena & Me
A Funny Thing Happened
On The Way To The Forum
             (2003)
I LOVE Humanity!
Its People I can't stand!                      Lucille Van Pelt
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Logan Nicholas Seng  23 Oct 2006; 1:30 AM.
                     A right proper baby.
Rainbow Community Writing Project
RCWP
On June 20th 2007, at seven minutes after midnight, my father stopped breathing.

On Thursday the obituaries went out. Friday afternoon was the 'sitting'. Saturday morning at ten in the morning my father was buried with military honours. "The Family" has remained silent toward me. I do not understand such a manner of grieving -- if that is what it is. Three siblings surviving their youngest, and only one of them called after the funeral to enquire of mine and my brother's well-being; my father's sister and her husband -- and they were the only blood relation to actually attend his funeral.
Keith let me make the majority of the decisions regarding the visitation and the service. Like my partner Rich, Keith was there at my side and the military honour he insisted on did just that -- it honoured our father.
That Robert Gibbons is naught seems too obscene to be true. I want him to gripe about Keith to me -- showing his concern by tendering advice that he would never expect Keith to heed. I want to hear him ask me when Rich and I would visit him and Nancy.
A year and two months passed. Rich & I visited Nancy 4th of July weekend. She never mentioned our names, or her dead husband's; a good indication she has forgotten our's and forgotten her husband isn't gone for a brief stay in the hospital, soon to return. We did not mention his having been dead a year. It was a pleasant, nearly pointless, visit.
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