New edition of the memoir THERE WAS A SHIP
For anyone who may have accidentally read the 2015 version (which apparently no one has done), my sincerest apologies. I’ve recently reformatted the text and made important revisions. Now it really is good to go—or better be, because I’ve got other fish to fry.
THERE WAS A SHIP is a memoir of a mere two years in the middle 1960’s, two of the most transformative years in my life. Like the Ancient Mariner, the Old Me of nowadays tells friends the strange tale of the Young Me’s gay experience. In short, a faerie slut in the debauched French Quarter of New Orleans sails off to straight Seattle, naively intending to stay out as a gay boy. However, half a century ago Seattle was as homophobic as the rest of the country.
Encountering that conflict, I did what many, many thousands of gay men were constrained by straight society to do in those oppressive years: I climbed into the closet. So THERE WAS A SHIP belongs to a genre of gay literature you might call the “going in” story. Not that I’m very widely read, but I know of nothing else quite like it. Why don’t you see what you think?
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