You Fight Like Anne Rice!

i fall in love too easily

i met the writer justin torres at an awp reading in dc. he sat behind me and introduced himself with “you look familiar.” this, i think, is the worst thing a gay guy can hear. i started to wonder if i ever slept with a guy like this. i almost believed that slept with a guy like this. but then again why would a guy like this sleep with a guy like me.

eventually we agreed on the story of meeting in l.a. during the lambda retreat. i remembered eating a kosher breakfast while he hung out with one of the poets. he said he was from san francisco and was a fiction fellow years ago with dorothy allison who called him part of the tribe. but what i remember best was that he scored a book deal for a novel that was actually a short story collection, but according to publishers was actually a novel because short story collections don’t sell. at the reading, i called him ‘the guy with the book deal.’ he asked me how to pronounce my last name. on facebook he writes to me: “I look forward to the next time we meet, though you’d better remember me this time.” 

anyway, wilf.

also, wilf from the iowa workshop.