Author: Becky

A Tearful Farewell

Goodbye, Queer As Folk. Especially, goodbye Brian Kinney. You weren’t always the nicest or easiest character to love, but you never let me down in five years with your unflinching honesty, refusal to compromise, and determination to live on your own terms.

Kudos to Gale Harold for bringing Brian to life. I wish the actor great success.

And thank you to the entire cast for making me laugh and cry and think and want to write even more than I already did.

I don’t really think you stole the name “Ben Bruckner” from us, but remember, TJB’s Ken Bruckner came FIRST. =)

Kick-starting creativity

Sometimes I just have to get out of the Home Office; a change of scenery can provoke renewed creativity.

Tonight, I’m working at Hollywood Cafe. There’s a Jackie Chan movie on and plenty of patrons chattering, but for some reason, I can still work here.

This used to be Hollywood Cafe and Books. Now the bookstore is around the corner on Fairview; it’s the only surviving GLBT bookstore in Houston. As far as I know, Marlon still works there. I adore Marlon. Stop into the bookstore and say hello to him sometime, or to the equally fabulous Ryan.

The affiliated restaurant next door once gave me some fortune cookies late at night because I was shooting photographs for possible use on the jacket of THREE FORTUNES. Alyson went with their own cover, but I still appreciate the generosity of the restaurant.

Check out Hollywood Cafe for coffee, a snack, their wifi connection, the gigantic TV screen, or conversation on the outside patio, where you can keep an eye on people going in and out of the bars, or maybe get Merlyn to read your Tarot cards.

A Certain Someone

There’s a Certain Someone who probably doesn’t read my Live Journal, but definitely reads Tim’s. Maybe Tim will link this entry in one of his own.

There’s a Certain Someone who sent FOUR bags of Bar-B-Q Fritos™ to The Compound. Perhaps he meant to send them all to Tim, but Tim is sweet and generous and let me put two of the bags in my house.

Thank you, Certain Someone! You are now in the Bar-B-Q Frito™/Sally Struthers Hall of Fame with Greg, Lindsey, and Rhonda because of your great kindness and generosity!

If only I had monthly visitors

Hell, no, I’m not talking about my menses. Like anyone would care about that.

Jim will arrive tomorrow for a part-fun/part-work five days. This has, of course, sent everyone at The Compound into a cleaning frenzy. It’s not that we normally live in squalor. It’s just that we want everything to be fresh and sparkly for the people we love.

But if they came more often, we’d have to maintain things better around here. Which is, I think, a GREAT argument for our out-of-town friends to get their butts here.

Anyway, things are clean. The yard looks good. The pantry is STOCKED BEYOND ALL REASON. Because planning a novel is hard work that requires plenty of snacks.

On the road in Y2K

I am so glad to be home. Tim did a wonderful job of taking care of the dogs and The Compound, and he is the best vacuumer in the whole world. As long as he remembers to replace the bag. He also had dinner cooking for us upon our return, AND he did the dishes later. How great is he?

I like seeing family and friends in other places, but for some reason, it gets harder every year to really enjoy being away. I miss everything about home: Tim, the dogs, my house, my routines.

I used to love to travel. By car or plane, I was always ready to go anywhere.

The year 2000 was a big year, and not only for traveling.
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