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Grateful Jun. 11th, 2009 @ 12:10 am
Here's a
review that has
some really nice things to say
about my short story,
"As Sweet By Any Other Name"
from
Best Gay Romance 2009:

"...If I had to pick a favorite amongst the stories here, it would be a tie between Adult by Natty Soltesz, an hilarious and occasionally sexy excerpt of the life of a recent high school graduate working as a porno clerk in the town of Groom, Pennsylvania, and As Sweet by Any Other Name, by Mark G. Harris. That last story is about a delightfully bitter, love-stung guy called Ralph and his friend Yolanda, who tries to set him up with a blind date, to his dismay. It's a story about friendship as well as love; it's sweet and real, and it might me believe that yes, you can meet love like that. It happens every day. Even if you’re bitter and a bit slow."

You can
click on this link
to read
the full review:

The Short Review by Stefani Nellen


I managed to type
this entry
with a blown mind.
I didn't do too badly,
if I do say so
myself. : )

(wow-w-w-w-w...)

Edit: Here's a review written by writer 'Nathan Burgoine, which says:

"...For me, the two tales that stole the show were Jay Mandal's "Chiaroscuro" and Mark G. Harris' "As Sweet by Any Other Name." Mandal's beautiful progression through a relationship born, bloomed, and fallen, and the connection to a younger generation, was a delight to read. Harris' doughty ability to spin prose with a sly humor turns even the wounded and love-shy hero of his tale into someone you admire, and his witty plot leaves you grinning."

: )
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Treehouse of Horror LXXV Jun. 10th, 2009 @ 10:57 am
In the romantic short story
I wrote called,
"As Sweet By Any Other Name"
there's a treehouse...


...where two men
meet while working
on the treehouse
as a community project.

Is it heady stuff?
I use convoluted
in relation to a body feature,
if that's any indicator.

I wanted to use
doughty elsewhere
but my editor's
red pen said,
"Aw, hayull naw,"
and I still haven't
quite gotten over it.
[sniff]

There was a treehouse in my childhood, too. A treehouse; a farm for a couple of years complete with private lake and rushing creek; puppy after puppy; a bike... you know, a childhood with such ingredients should have produced the local pipe-smoking font of knowledge/mayor/sherriff/doctor shucking peanuts at the general store. Instead you got me. Feeling cheated, yet?

We built the treehouse. My mother drove me and my brother and sister to an abandoned house nearby, both for lumber and because it was 1975 and dumpster-diving had yet to become a fad and we had to do something for crying out loud.

The abandoned house looked a bit like the one featured in that R.E.M. video, or the finale of that movie that scared me.

I sometimes think nothing is creepier than an abandoned house.

Then I get a good look at John Davidson.

Anyway, it was while building our treehouse that I fell out of it and landed flat on my stomach on a floor of orange hard packed clay and tree roots. I'm lucky I didn't bite my tongue off. The air in my lungs expelled involuntarily in one large- or medium-size rush. Who else has had the air knocked out of him or her? show of hands? isn't it weird?

I might have featured a treehouse in my short story in order to exorcize some of the unpleasant, for me, psychological associations... because treehouses are neat-o and everyone likes them and I ought to be allowed to like them, too, all nice and unhindered and such.

But I'm no shrink, in addition to being
no font of knowledge/mayor/sherriff/doctor.



"As Sweet By Any Other Name"
(by me!)
can be found in
Best Gay Romance 2009.

I've been in the same room with a star May. 23rd, 2009 @ 02:35 am


Henry the boxer, limited engagement, appearing nightly in Fool for Love: New Gay Fiction.

More about "Love Taps" Apr. 30th, 2009 @ 11:05 am
There's a lot of fucking good music mentioned in "Love Taps," my short story in Fool for Love: New Gay Fiction. It goes like a little something like this. A-one-and-a-two-and-a...

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"Love Taps" Apr. 27th, 2009 @ 12:04 am
I thought I'd talk a little about my short story, which appears in Fool for Love: New Gay Fiction.


My story's called, "Love Taps,"


and a couple of my dolls are here to illustrate, in a tasteful manner, of course.

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*Marika Christian, a former article-writer for The St. Petersburg Times, is currently working on her first novel. She lives in New Orleans, Louisiana, with her dog, Dash.

*'Nathan Burgoine, a former writer for Hallmark, has recently had his short stories accepted by two anthologies, release-dates to be determined. He is at work on a novel, and lives in Ottawa, Ontario, with his husband.

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*Greg Herren is the author of the Chanse MacLeod series of novels, Murder In The Rue Dauphine, Murder In The Rue St. Ann, and Murder In The Rue Chartres, published by Alyson Books. He is also the author of the Scotty Bradley series of novels, Bourbon Street Blues, Jackson Square Jazz, and Mardi Gras Mambo, published by Kensington Books. With Paul J. Willis he co-edited Love, Bourbon Street: Reflections Of New Orleans, which won the 2006 Anthology Award given by The Lambda Literary Foundation. For Alyson Books, he has edited Full Body Contact: Sexy, Sweaty Men Of Sport and Fratsex: Stories Of Gay Sex In College Fraternities. For Kensington Books, he has edited Midnight Thirsts: Erotic Tales Of The Vampire. His other works, as editor and/or author, include Shadows Of The Night: Queer Tales Of The Uncanny And Unusual, Upon A Midnight Clear: Queer Christmas Tales, and Wanna Wrestle?, among many others. He lives in New Orleans, Louisiana, with his partner and their cat, Nicky.

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“It is not the critic that counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better.

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