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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

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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


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Greg was an overnight guest at The Compound last night as he wheezed through town in his tank of a car. If you visit this entry in Becky's LJ, you'll see just how exciting it can be when authors get together. Some of you have written and complained that I haven't done a specific Rex entry in a while, but as you can see in Becky's photo, he's just swell. Actually, he's slightly swollen. I may have to put him on a diet.

As for me, I'm getting through it all. Our editor, John, recently emailed and assured me that it's okay that our TJB manuscript is late. This is not what I wanted to hear. Yes, I've been stressing out and feel incredibly guilty; almost to the point where I probably have high blood pressure now. On one hand, it's a huge relief to hear that his production schedule won't be compromised by our unprofessionalism, and that he has confidence in our abilities to eventually deliver an exceptional manuscript. On the other hand, guilt and reprimands are great motivational tools. Idle threats are good, too.

However, the wedding that I've been helping my friends to plan is happening this Saturday. When I originally agreed to play Wedding Bitch, I had NO idea it would consume so much of my time and energy. (No, this is not why the TJB manuscript is late.) I'm very glad that I did agree to this task, however, because I didn't think it would be possible to become even more invested in both my friends' happiness. I've always believed that a wedding is just an event, more for the families than anything else, but now I see that it's more than that. I can't explain what I think it is now, exactly, but I might be willing to try in a future Cochrane Lambert novel if Becky is willing. More on this as events unfold.

Speaking of Cochrane Lambert ventures, Becky and I just found out that the other project we've been working on is due sooner rather than later. I should've peed in my pants when I learned this news, but I didn't, and I'm glad, because this project is the one thing that's been a constant source of Everything is happening exactly as it's supposed to happen. There's nothing better than aiding in other people's happiness, and that's what this project is all about. Very much like helping to plan the wedding; helping people come together. More on this once we get the seal of approval. And a bucket of sardines.

While Greg was here there was much talk of writing, and other possible projects. I don't think I'll ever tire of talking with other writers, but it's always later that I realize I sometimes do more listening than talking. I guess I'm like a sponge, absorbing information to ponder later. Greg, Becky, and I were up until 3 AM talking about all sorts of things, and I lay in bed until 7 AM thinking about everything afterward, applying it to my life over the last...oh, maybe four months? Five? There's been a decline happening in my energy and focus, and that's part of the reason why our TJB manuscript is late. Yes, it's been very difficult to write this particular book partly because it is a novel about our characters post 9/11. I feel incredibly sad about so many things; not only things that happen in this book, but things that have happened in the world since then. It's very difficult to cast my mind back that far and not feel the same guilt I felt back then for leaving NYC when the city's wounds were still so fresh. Sometimes I feel like I could walk out the door here and find myself transported back to the sidewalk on 359 w.54th Street. Sometimes I'm very conscious of the fact that I'm thousands of miles away from NYC, and think, I'd be eaten alive and huddled in a cardboard box if I ever tried to live there again. It's a very strange mindset to live with, and not very conducive to being focused and in the head of our main character. But, somehow, I have to find a way to make that work to the advantage of our book.

I feel so scattered lately. There's other guilt I'm dealing with, too, but I don't feel like I can talk about that here. Yet. It wouldn't be fair. Which is also why I haven't been posting much lately. There's so much I want to do, but it's very tricky finding a way to make it all happen. I used to be very good at managing several things at once. But lately, not so much. I know this is all very cryptic, at best, but...the plot will be revealed as events unfold. As Vienna Talbot said (for no apparent reason) in SOMEONE LIKE YOU, "We'll remove the stimulus and deal with the emotional repercussions as they're revealed."

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