How can that be true?
I have several in draft, just waiting for me to finish. So I guess I need to finish one maybe?
By way of excuse, I can only offer you this.
Tommy's Book. Photographic proof that it exists.
The thing obviously needs a better title than that. I've been calling it My Aunt Fanny!
As in "You can kiss my aunt fanny, bud."
I'm afraid, however, people won't get that and will instead think it's a book about a favorite old female relative. (Graham Greene and Patrick Dennis both did quite well with aunts in the title.)
The book shown above, however, is about Tommy Radford, who has danced through life, hiding behind the mask of a ditzy, dizzy New York City gayboy, bouncing from one relationship to the next. Until he meets Peter. And little Tommy is knocked on his skinny little aunt Fanny.
That's the plan anyway.
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