• The Case of the Missing Drag Queen

    Broke, saddled with a mountain of debt, and dependent on his Aunt Callie’s support, aspiring writer Luke Tanner has returned to Kentucky to put his life back together after a failed five-year relationship. On his twenty-fifth birthday, Luke meets diminutive Pixie Wilder, a long-time performer at the Gilded Lily. After headliner Ruby Dubonnet doesn’t show up, Pixie takes her place as the star of the show—a motive that makes her a suspect in Ruby’s disappearance. Luke reluctantly agrees to help his new-found friend clear her name. He and Pixie set out to find the missing drag queen, and in the process, put themselves in danger.

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  • Aucune Bonne Action

    La veille de Noël, en 1966, Philip Potter, un conservateur du Smithsonian au grand cœur, termine ses achats de dernière minute. Au même instant, James, son compagnon depuis plusieurs années, s’ôte la vie chez eux. Inconscient de ce qui l’attend, Philip dépose des cadeaux à un refuge pour sans-abris, un acte généreux qui fera plus tard de lui un suspect dans le meurtre d’un prostitué. Après la mort choquante de James, deux hommes entrent dans la vie de Philip… et tous deux conduisent une Continental jaune. L’un d’eux, toutefois, est un tueur avec le sang de six prostitués sur les mains. Et tous deux cachent quelque chose. Comme Philip est sur le point de le découvrir, aucune bonne action ne …

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  • Equality: What Do You Think about When You Think of Equality?

    In the tradition of Dr. Martin Luther King’s Stride Toward Freedom and Malala Yousafzai’s, I Am Malala, Equality: What Do You Think About When You Think of Equality? presents thought-provoking and compelling personal essays that probe a concept professed to be the very foundation of our democracy—a concept that may even be more vital today than in the past. From international bestselling author, Anne Perry who asserts we must look within ourselves to our emotions, experiences, and beliefs before we attempt an honest and truthful answer, to Dennis Palumbo, psychotherapist and author, who claims diagnostic labels used in treating mental illness often stigmatize and dehumanize the patient causing clinicians to view their patients in terms of their diagnosis rather than …

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  • No Good Deed

    On Christmas Eve in 1966, Philip Potter, a kind-hearted Smithsonian curator,  wraps up his last-minute shopping. Meanwhile, his lover of several years takes his own life back in their home. Unaware of what awaits him, Philip drops off gifts at a homeless shelter, an act of generosity that will later make him a suspect in the murder of a male prostitute. Following James’s shocking death, two men enter Philip’s life—and both drive yellow Continentals. One of them, though, is a killer, with the blood of at least six hustlers on his hands. And both are hiding something. As Philip is about to discover, no good deed goes unpunished. (Originally released by MLR Press in 2013 as After Christmas Eve)

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  • Whippersnapper

    Tellumo Magnamater is a fresh-out-of-college, first-year English teacher at Salt Lick County High School in Kentucky. He rides the bus to and from work, and every day he walks to the gym behind his small efficiency apartment to exercise. Perhaps because of being raised by two lesbians, Tellumo is attracted to older men. He sets his sights on fifty-something available bachelor Oliver Crumbly. But Tellumo isn’t the only resident interested in Oliver. Peggy Tucker, a widow approaching her sixtieth birthday, is determined to marry again, and she thinks Oliver is her perfect match. Despite Tellumo and Peggy striking up a friendship at the gym, neither realizes they are interested in the same man. But the joke might be on both of …

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  • Happy Independence Day

    Terrence Bottom wants to change the world. Little does he know the world is already changing, and his part in it won’t be what he expects. A prelaw student at Columbia University, Terrence’s interests range from opposing the draft and the war in Vietnam, to civil rights for gays, to anything to do with Cameron McKenzie, the rugged blond hanging around the Stonewall Inn. Too bad Cameron bolts whenever Terrence looks his way. College dropout Cameron McKenzie left tiny Paris, Kentucky with dreams of a career on Broadway. Although he claims to be straight, he prostitutes himself to survive. Now the Mafia is using him to entrap men for extortion schemes. He’s in over his head with no way out—at …

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  • The Bear King of Snowbird Mountain

    Recently single Jeremy Jenkins is an average guy working hard as a landscape designer in the mountains of Tennessee. At a conference in DC, he meets gorgeous Donald Matthews, who says the strangest things—like how he thinks Jeremy is hot and wants them to spend the rest of their lives together. This story is part of A Taste of Honey, a Dreamspinner Press Anthology. Other stories in the collection: The Bear Fetish, by John Amory The Bear Next Door, by Jack Byrne The Bear at the Bar, by J. Scott Coatsworth Barefoot, by Lillian Francis Just Breath, by John Genest Bear Chasing, by Renae Kaye Golden Bear, by G. P. Keith Hunting Bear: A Fairy Tale with a Very Hairy …

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  • Until Thanksgiving

    Josh Freeman knows his best days are behind him. After his partner of seventeen years has an affair with a younger man, Josh buries himself in takeout boxes, half-smoked joints, and self-pity until his best friend gently kicks him in the ass and encourages him to try out a new job in Washington DC—at least until Thanksgiving. Though DC has its share of troubles, specifically in the form of a murderer targeting gay men, Josh soon discovers its charms as well. Unlike his old home, DC is crawling with men who want to date him—apparently he’s not as overweight, out of shape, or over the hill as the man he once loved made him believe. In particular, Josh would love …

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The Crotchety Old Man

Oct 25, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Another Step Closer

It’s been two months, one week, and two days since I signed on with Dreamspinner Press. The initial email message from them explained all the steps leading up to a December or January release for Until Thanksgiving. The long list was intimidating and a little frightening. The message from the editor said to be patient. My manuscript was in the queue, and I might not hear from them for a while. Since then, whether by accident or design, I’ve heard from someone with my publisher just often enough to keep from losing my mind. That first message also included instructions for connecting with other Dreamspinnner writers via a dedicated message board. I can’t say enough about how warm, welcoming, and generous …

Oct 24, 2012
By Michael Rupured

A Cure for Complacence

Over the last few years, I became complacent about my life. To make sure complacent was the right word, I looked it up. Showing smug or uncritical satisfaction with oneself or one’s achievements. Self-satisfied. Unconcerned. Yup. That’s the word all right. Long before July, I’d fallen into a rut. I took much in my life for granted and acted as if the way things were was the way they would always be. The good news is that having my life turned upside down knocked me way out of that rut. In fact, I’m still flying through the air, hoping I’m going to land on my feet. When both feet finally hit the ground, practically everything about my life will have …

Oct 23, 2012
By Michael Rupured

iDating 2012

The prospect of dating again…or not…is the best and worst part of being single again. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not interested in settling down or getting tied down in the near future. Frankly, I don’t have the time. If you don’t believe me, just ask my ex. Be that as it may, as a lifelong serial monogamist, the chances of me going a year without getting involved with someone are slim to none. I love falling in love. Shoot. Back in the day, I fell in love six or seven times every weekend.  And in my experience, each love is 100 times better than the one before. Besides, I’m far too social an animal to live as a hermit. My friends …

Oct 20, 2012
By Michael Rupured
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Life in the Fast Lane

Things have been crazy for me since July. If you’re new here, just click on “select a month” over to the right under Previous Posts, pick July, and skim through until you’re caught up. You don’t have to do it now–the posts will be there later. The point is, that because of all that’s happened in the last few months, I am one busy grown-ass man. Back in January, I blogged about upcoming changes in Georgia schools revolving around career clusters. Since that post, I’ve been following the situation closely and keeping the Dean of our college informed. Last week, because of those updates, she called to ask me if I would serve as Assistant to the Dean for Family …

Oct 19, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Lost in iSpace

Last Saturday, I finally got around to switching from Android and a piece of shoddy engineering known as the LG Ally to the beautiful and magnificent iPhone 4S. Now I know how Helen Keller must have felt when she figured out how to communicate with the world around her. OMG! It’s like the fifth dimension opened up to me–an alternate universe that only some people know exists. And now, my friends, I am one of them. I get it! Now those people you see with the devices permanently clutched in the left hand are my kindred spirits. More than that, we are one with the iUniverse. I love it here in iSpace so much that the real world doesn’t much …

Oct 16, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Trial Run

The dogs and I have been on our own since Thursday when my ex left for his dad’s wedding in Hawaii. We’re getting used to doing our own thing. For one reason or another, he hasn’t been here on weekends since we decided to restructure. This ten-day separation is a trial run for being on my own and the longest we’ve  been apart for years. Friday I made an offer on a new house. It’s like a miniature version of my current house on a much smaller lot in a lovely neighborhood I didn’t even know existed. It needs a good pressure-washing on the outside and has nasty carpet and walls in dire need of paint on the inside. Later …

Oct 12, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Hitting Home

The housing crisis has hit home…literally. Turns out, the asking price we believed to be well below market value is too high. The five-figure difference is significant. By significant, I mean painful. We’re talking serious ouch. I was devastated by the news. The cost is so high that I can’t afford to get out of my house. Waiting for the value to go back up will take years. The more I think about the situation, the more trapped I feel. My former partner closes on his condo at the end of this month. I have to admit that the idea of helping him to move out when I’m stuck in this house depresses me. Don’t get me wrong. I’m really …

Oct 10, 2012
By Michael Rupured

It’s Working!

Two years ago this month, I was diagnosed with macular degeneration. I have a mild case in my right eye and an advanced case in my left. To have the condition at my age is unusual. To have such an extreme case at such a young age is practically unheard of. For once, I’d prefer not to be so exceptional. Since being diagnosed, I see a retina specialist. At first I went every six weeks. Now I go every four. Let me tell you, four weeks rolls by fast. There is no cure for macular degeneration. As I understand the condition, swelling occurs inside the eye that interferes with my vision. The peripheral vision in my left eye is fine, …

Oct 09, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Old Habits & New Technologies–New to Me, Anyway

I’ve always been the kind of person that balances my checking account every month. The habit started when I was in college. When every penny counted, the last thing I needed was a bounced check charge–or ten. Have you ever bounced just one check? No. They come in runs. Fortunately, it’s been ages since I’ve bounced a check. But the money management habits I developed during those early, poverty-stricken days persist. The differences are mostly the result of technology. Before I get into the particulars, let me say that I have been slow to take advantage of the available technology. I hear horror stories every day about identity theft, hacker attacks on big company databases, and problems folks have had …

Oct 07, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Purse Envy

The first purses I remember were the enormous bags my beloved Aunt Toodles always carried. I couldn’t tell you what they looked like. I just remember they were huge. When I was little, she’d ask me to get her purse for her. I’d grab the handle with both hands, pull it onto the floor, and drag it across the room because it was too heavy for me to lift. I have no idea what all she kept in her monstrous bags. Like Mary Poppins, you never knew what she might pull out. Retrieving the desired item always involved a lot of digging. Now and then she’d remove a few items to make the rest easier to dig through, but I …

Oct 06, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Stressed!

Okay. I admit it. I’m stressed out. My upbeat, positive attitude has helped me to cope. But the quantity of major life events I’ve experienced this year has just about depleted the sunshine I’ve managed to set aside for dark and cloudy days. In graduate school I remember reading studies about a stress scale that assigned points to various life events. The higher the score, the more likely you are to experience stress-related illness. Thanks to my friend, Google, I found the scale this morning and filled it out for myself. Click here to check your own stress level. My score is a few points shy of 400. Scoring over 300 means I “have a high or very high risk …

Oct 03, 2012
By Michael Rupured
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Accountability

My roommate/best friend/ex-lover would say he gets blamed for stuff I do around the house. For example, I can’t find X and demand to know what he’s done with it. He insists he hasn’t touched X, but I know better because I NEVER misplace things. I slam, bang, and cuss for the next fifteen or twenty minutes, only to discover that X is exactly where I left it. I just forgot. For a dozen years now, nothing has ever been my fault. If something doesn’t get done–not my fault. If it gets done wrong, that’s not my fault either. If I gained weight, it’s because he cooked too much fattening food. It’s his fault I don’t get as much exercise as …

Oct 01, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Picture Perfect

The “for sale” sign has been up in front of my house for ten days. My realtor assures me that interest among other realtors is high, and that information about my house is becoming available on more and more outlets. I’ve also seen several people stop and pick up one of the information sheets from the curbside box. But so far, I haven’t heard a peep from any potential buyers. I hear it takes a few weeks for lookers to materialize. In the meantime, we’ve been sprucing things up around here and trying to keep everything picture perfect and ready to show at a moment’s notice. If I clean it, they will come. Early on I spent my time outside. You …

Sep 30, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Flying Solo

The partner who moved with me to Georgia fifteen years ago insisted we be active in the thriving gay community here in Athens. We went to an all-gay potluck dinner every month and attended fund-raising events throughout the year for the annual Boybutante Ball. We even became charter members of an all gay church here in Athens–Our Lady of Perpetual Drama. After our relationship came to an ugly end, he got the church and most of our male friends. Come to find out, he was sleeping with half of them. Except for a few close friends here in Athens, I more or less went into seclusion. That’s when I met my young friend online. Over the next twelve years we …

Sep 28, 2012
By Michael Rupured

Six and a Half Weeks Later

On August 15th, I became a soon-to-be-published writer. The tidal wave I rode for several weeks has broken up into smaller waves, but I’m still very excited and busier than I’ve been since graduate school. An update on my journey is overdue. In truth, there hasn’t been a lot of action.  Dreamspinner Press (DSP) gave me access to a message board for other DSP writers and added me to the DSP writers group on Twitter right away.  Other than that and an email exchange about my desire to delete two paragraphs that don’t work with the prequel I’m working on, I’ve heard from my publisher twice. On September 15th, I got an email from the artists who design DSP covers. …