first exposed to it in the US Army in Germany by my buddies. The
first big rock concert I went to was Steppenwolf in Munich, Germany. We
went down on a USO bus from Zirndorf, Germany outside Nurnberg, passing
the hashish pipe all the way. We were pretty buzzed by the time we got
there, and once inside, there was a steady stream of joints passing
around the arena. What a rush! I’ll never forget it. As Archie and
Edith sang, “Those Were The Days!” Please note that Wolf Phoenix
cautions: Don’t try this at home. LOL! The sad fact is, like that old Beatles song, “No, no, no, no. I don’t smoke it no more. I’m tired of
waking up on the floor. No thank you, please, it only makes me sneeze.
And then it makes it hard to find the door.”
I joined the disco revolution in the 70s because I love to dance.
So when I came out in the late 80s, I was glad to hear that disco was
still alive and well inside the gay bars of Dallas. My hero—or should I
say heroine—in those days was Madonna. Her ability to constantly
re-invent herself is an inspiration to the Phoenix in us all.
While putting the finishing touches on Irreversible Error, I came
across another musical inspiration, the work of Shawn Lee and Clutchy
Hopkins. Their combined album, Clutch of the Tiger, contains a
selection called “When I was Young.” For some reason I couldn’t get the
picture of Steppenwolf’s love interest, Red, out of my mind as he
danced to its kinky tune and beat. Clutchy has his own album called
WALKING SDRAWKCAB (Backwards). My favorite selection on that album is
"Song for Wolfie." I often put these discs on when I’m working. They are
more mood music so I find them easy to work to. So, as you can see, I
have slowed down a bit.
Q.
You say in your bio that you want to be an inspiration to other men in
the gay community who have reached, shall we call it, the Golden Girl
years. What would you say to your peers?
A. You know, about a year ago I looked in the mirror and a very
old-looking man stared back at me. I was startled. Denial is a
wonderful thing until it flees the scene, taking illusion with it.
That’s what happened to me that day. There I was retired, living in the
country and without a life to call my own.
I decided that it was time to rejoin the world. I started going to a
discussion group in Houston and started making friends. One day the
facilitator of the group, using The Bucket List movie idea, asked each
of us in the group what we would like to do before we die. For me the
answer was an easy one. “I want to become a published author,” I said,
almost immediately wishing I hadn’t said it. But it got me to thinking,
and I came home and opened up my Word program and literally dusted off
an old manuscript I had begun and not quite finished. Deciding to
overcome my fears and insecurities, I started working on Irreversible
Error again after almost a year off.
One of my new friends asked if he could read it up to that point, and I
agreed. He loved it as far as I had gotten, and he gave me the courage
to push on through to the end. Then, with much fear and trepidation, I
sent it off to Dreamspinner Press hoping against hope that I would beat
the discouraging odds that I had read about of a new author getting his
first book published. Six weeks later, Dreamspinner offered me a
contract on the book along with a sequel. I was elated, and it changed
not only my life but my self-perception. After all these years, the
Phoenix was flying again!
I truly believe in my heart of hearts that each of us has the ability to
fly. It is only a matter of finding that which propels our wings and
having the courage to launch. And in the weeks since I got the news of
publication, I have made my way around the bars of Houston, meeting
people, mostly men of my own generation, and telling them about my
book. In the process I have found that if I reach out, people will
reach back, adding another layer of contact in the real world. So being
in my 60s hasn’t proven any worse than any other decade of my life.
It’s just different. But because of all I’ve learned, somehow it is
still the best so far. It gives me hope that the best is yet to come.
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