Riding the rails on an angel-headed high, and endurng so much inspiration that I don't know where to start. And, since my folks always taught me to be polite and grateful for whatever good comes my way, I owe an intergalactic thanks to Jeffrey Round for inviting me to Naked Heart: An LGBTQ Festival of Words. I'm gonna' thank those there fine fellas at Glad Day Bookshop when I get their deets. In the meantime, what a brilliant weekend. I started more conversations than one human being should start. Hopefully, I harangued, badgered, encouraged, nagged, and cheerled those authors I believe in to - in the words of Kerouac's Dean Moriarty—go, go, go!
I know that I will.