Delicious Antique Whore

 That's me & my favourite drag queen, Jackie Hell.  She is wild, honey!  Check out her extremely depraved videos on YouTube.  She and my darling chum Kook Teflon came over to help me celebrate my (gawd I can't believe it) 60th birthday, what happens to-morrow.  I never thought to exist for such a length of mortal time.  I creak, I groan -- I've taught myself not to smile too widely & thus expose my teeth, or lack thereof.  I'm like Wilde now, whose teeth were so wretchedly grotesque that he had a habit of covering his mouth with a finger when he spoke. 

It's been a wild year of frantic writing production -- I echo Henry James, whose constant scolding chant in his Notebooks was "Produce!  Produce!"  I live to write, & I become so lost in that void, that world where only the writing exists, that time itself stops and I live absolutely within my fever'd imagination.  Gawd, I love it!

I am now preparing to work on the book I am writing with Jeffrey Thomas, of tales concerning ye sinister New England artist, Enoch Coffin.  I tell myself that I will work slow, I need not rush, I have no writer's deadline to heed (although Joe at Dead Regions Press is already hot to publish the book) -- but I cannot help myself and sink into that frenzied world of writing writing writing.  I am determined to leave a goodly supply of books before I kick off and cross ye Audient Void!

Okay, I am off to read some new books and listen to RuPaul and then I am going to read "The Shadow out of Time" so as to do a video commentary of it tomorrow on me YouTube channel.

If I survive and slink into my sixty-first year..............................................................

shalom,
Willy Pugnacious