Waldorf to your Astoria

I am sorry to hear your second marriage hasn't been working out.

However, I'm sorry to tell you that you will not be able to get divorced.

I got an e-mail from a woman who has put together a list of the Top 100 Gay-themed Novels of the 21st Century. She said she considered the number of owned copies based on the book networking site librarything.com, and adjusted based on logevity and some other factors.

I will answer Rage with Love.

I will smother Hate with Kindness.

And when I forget to do so, I will remember: there are an infinite number of second chances in the world.

And that is a type of Love, too.

Bill: Hey, Peggy. You look real pretty today! It must be your inner beauty. Hey! Loved that column you wrote about The Adam Lambert Problem. So ... incisive.

Peggy: Thanks, Bill.

Bill: I loved how you pinned all of society's ills on Adam.

Being a writer means being a waiter. And not in the same way that being an actor means being a waiter.

I got mailed a copy of a review of Out of the Pocket from the reviewer this weekend. It's in Outwords, Montana's gay newspaper. He posted a sticky note on the front of the paper that said: "Page 5. No idea where the Latin came from."

It took me a while to figure out what that meant.

I thought I'd weigh in on the story of the moment. Ah, Tiger Woods.

To be honest, I tried not to pay attention to the coverage at first. Then, it became impossible not to, since ESPN is devoting hours to it, not to mention CNN and Fox News, etc.

I refer to my current attempt to break up with my computer. I really do believe that in this case, "it's not you, it's me." I tend to get addicted to stuff pretty easily.

We're on Day 5 of the breakup, and it's been, well, rocky.

I am aware of the irony that I am writing this entry on a blog, but what are my options? Here's the deal: I am done living my life by computer.

I have been pondering recently how the computer impacts my life. And what I found was that I spend most of my time in front of it.

A little good news: I just checked the status of DPBO (The Domestic Partnership Benefits and Obligations Act), and apparently it made it through a key committee in late November by way of a 23-12 vote.

Next up: Congress. If it gets through congress, President Obama promises to sign it into law.

There are too many things.

Everywhere. Too much. Too many. How can I compete? Facebook. Status updates. Chelsea Handler. The Octomom. You Tube.

It seems to me there was a time when there was less. Much, much less. You had a chance then. You did something and it was a thing.

The top Adam Lambert headline on google this morning screamed "Is Adam Lambert the victim of a witch hunt?"

It comes from The Examiner, which is apparently not to be confused with the San Francisco Examiner.

A friend of mine used to say: "If you live a life of gratitude, it's impossible to be unhappy."

How true that is. For me, I've found that I can make any cause for celebration into a disaster, and I can make any seeming disaster an opportunity for growth. It's all up to me.

I've just gotten some disappointing news from an agent I've been working with on my adult literary novel.

Since this isn't a YA project, I've been working with a different agent I'd found about year back. He loved the draft he read and had asked me to do a revision. Then, a second.

I had a very nice trip East this past weekend to the NCTE/ALAN conference(s). Hard to summarize it all, but mostly what I'd say is I met some fantastic people.

The NCTE conference itself was so huge, that it was hard to get a real feel for things.

This may come as a surprise to some of you, but I am not J.K. Rowling, nor Stephanie Meyer. If I am famous, few people outside my family and close friends know about it.

I had a couple experiences at the start of my NCTE/Giovanni's Room experience that made this quite clear.

I am flying to Philadelphia this morning for this weekend's NCTE conference and then staying for ALAN (Assembly on Literature for Adolescents), which is on Monday. NCTE, by the way, is the National Council of Teachers of English.

Here is the schedule for Saturday night's Lambda Literary Foundation and Giovanni's Room Read-A-Thon fundraiser. Nineteen authors will read, starting at 7:30. It will take place at Giovanni’s Room, 12th & Pine St, Philadelphia.

So my friend the Lavender farmer had a heart attack. He's fine now, thank God. But he had one.

As an independent farmer, he purchased his own health insurance. Now, since he's used it, they've dropped him.

In Philadelphia, and looking for something to do on Nov. 21? Come to Giovanni's Room, where 22 LGBT authors - myself included - will be taking part in a read-a-thon benefit for the Lambda Literary Foundation and Giovanni's Room.

Time: Saturday, November 21, 2009 7:00 p.m.

Yesterday, I finished the first draft of OPENLY STRAIGHT, my newest YA novel. I am pleased with it. I think it needs a good polish, I think some of the secondary characters are still a little flat, but overall I think it has good potential to be a better book than OUT OF THE POCKET.

Any chance I can put a referendum out there on the rights and protections of stupid straight people in Maine? I'd like a chance to vote on whether they get the same rights and protections that others do.

Seething today.

Like many people, I'm on pins and needles today about the vote going on in Maine, where voters have the opportunity to back the legislature, which legalized gay marriage in the state.

If No.