I just found your site through your Goodreads.com profile. We’re both in the group “Guilty Pleasures.” I think you included the lyrics to Rufus Wainwright’s “Gay Messiah.” I saw him play at the Knitting Factory in 2000. His mother and his aunt and cousin sang with him. His encore was “Over The Rainbow,” sung while he stood on the piano. I had to crane my neck to see him until that moment. He had LOTS of very artistic looking young fans. Lucky Rufus!
In any case, I’m very intrigued by your request that writers who read your page post excerpts of what they’ve written. I posted this paragraph to my Goodreads “writings” page. It is typical of me in that it is a start which I will probably abandon. I’ve written since the age of eight, but, sionce about the age of sixteen, I tend to be blocked. Here’s the bit from Goodreads:
Here is the start of a story. I don’t have the title, but, inasmuch as I use Goodreads as a storage facility for my unfinished literary projects, I’ll add this to the collection:
Jordan had been doing well as far as alcohol was concerned. Although he was standing, at this moment, in the sand dunes just after twilight, a drunken thing to do, he wasn’t drunk. This wasn’t an achievement, but it was, at least, neutral, in that he didn’t have any alcohol in him. A lone, middle-aged man standing in the dark in a suit and tie in the sand dunes was not someone most people would want to meet. But he was alcohol-free and wouldn’t be any more than drunk-looking.
I have a livejournal page to which I post once or twice every week and a half or so. I send a lot of email. In fact, through email, I got re-acquainted with a childhood friend with whom I am now collaborating, with a third, on a Marx Brothers pastiche which is going to be performed by the Bergen County Players in New Jersey. The internet has been a boon to my writing, but I do believe the nature of the net has caused my writing to be a bit slanted by a desire for instant responses. Joseph Conrad didn’t work that way.