The novel began as my MFA thesis at Columbia University. It is an immigrant story: set in Soviet Lithuania, the story of an American kid visiting the "homeland" for the first time and discovering that reality is nothing like what he'd been taught. Neither is love. Neither is anything, really. The novel attempts to explain why gay men in the 1980s felt they had to stay closeted - even to themselves.
In a nutshell: it's a story of how external society and cultural norms influence a young muscian's identity and what it takes to allow him to emerge.
The book was a finalist for the Dana Awards. It won an honorable mention from the Bellwether Prize. It won a substantial grant from the Arch and Bruce Brown Foundation for Gay-Positive Literature.
And then I took my sweet little coming-of-age novel, and I partnered with one of Lithuania's top visual artists, Edita Suchockyte to illustrate it and design the cover--and in a few months, I will have a spectacularly gorgeous manuscript.
It remains to be seen whether I will find a publisher, but this is where that book is right now.
Thought you'd like to know.
In the meantime, I'm still writing stories and sending them out, and editing other people's projects, and running Pen Parentis and hosting the salons on the second Tuesday of each month in Manhattan.
It's never boring.