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April 2011


my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal


If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

Please include three dollars for return postage.

Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com

Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.


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wrapped up in books

Greg just got into his car and pulled away from the street in a cloud of dust and disco, on his way home to New Orleans. Becky, Tim(my) and Paul just left to take Jim to the airport, where he'll catch a flight home to California. And I'm here, sitting in the quiet of the Home Office at The Compound, reflecting on the past couple of days, which has been a wonderful whirlwind of book related activities. I'm lazy, so for me the best part has been sitting around and talking shop. Or, listening, rather, and watching the different people in my life interact with each other. Tim(my) and Paul have been together for a long time, but this is the first time we've met him. It's great to watch them together and to think, This is Paul, and finally see all the wonderful things in him that Tim(my) has told us about.

Our signing with Greg was fun, because it turned into a sort of panel discussion with Greg and Becky taking turns being the moderator. Becky always professes to hate speaking in public, but she's very good at it. Me, I trip over my words, falter, waver and the other voice in my head says, What the hell are you talking about? Just shut up, as I stumble along. It was a relief to sit back and listen to Greg when a question was asked of him. Our "usual suspects" showed up at Borders, and it was nice to share them with Greg.

We went to Katz's afterward, joined by Lindsey and Rhonda. The different discussions happening around our table had me giggling. We all went back to The Compound to hang out, and I was shocked to realize it was midnight and I'd been away from the house for five whole hours without spontaneously combusting. Rex, however, nearly exploded when I let him out of his crate and it was all I could do to keep him from flinging himself on everybody and everything.

The strange thing about when Jim leaves us is that I always expect to see him later on, or the next day. He arrives and after five minutes it's like he's always been here, or as if he lives around the corner and not in California. I wish he did. He'll be back sometime in the summer.

Next time we'll see Greg wil be at Saints & Sinners. Can't wait!