Author Archives: Gary Garth McCann

FRIENDS INTRODUCE US TO THINGS WE’D NEVER THINK OF

When Todd and I have lunch with a friend who lost her husband not long ago, we’ve become accustomed to a wonderful tradition she and her husband began: opening a bottle of champagne for Saturday afternoons. As I sipped champagne … Continue reading

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IT ISN’T SAFE TO GO BACK INTO THE WATER

For my friends who aren’t gay men, it isn’t safe to go back in the water. I have two general readership books in the pipeline, so soon I’ll be out there, swimming around, looking for innocent, unsuspecting readers. (Photo from … Continue reading

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Could this fellow taking off his shirt be Hardy, of YOUNG AND IN LOVE?

I thought of Hardy when I saw this gif of a young guy taking off his shirt. He’s not exactly as I picture Hardy, and he would be Hardy at a younger age than in the novella. But he conveys … Continue reading

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“HARDY IS REAL AND ADORABLE.”

Reviews from Goodreads: “Hardy is real and adorable. Eli is a real trip and Jay and Wyatt are all out sexy. I thought Hardy’s — how do you say – obsession? with his father was oddly tantalizing…I would love to … Continue reading

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The First Review of My Novella YOUNG AND IN LOVE?

“Hardy is working his way through that difficult journey of discovering not only who he is and what he wants out of life– but also finding, or better, defining what love means for him. ‘Young and In Love?’ is a … Continue reading

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HOW MUCH SWEETER DOES IT GET?

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AM I THAT UNLIKABLE?

I smile when I read the above inscription in my high school yearbook. Recently in a friend’s novel, a tall, thin, male librarian is the angel of death. I happen to be a tall, thin librarian. In another friend’s novel … Continue reading

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IF THERE’S A REALM BEYOND THIS LIFE…

In Paris Gare de Lyon train station, I stood next to a well-dressed young man who didn’t appear drunk. He leaned over and threw up. Late that evening in Zurich I had a very large bratwurst, beer, and went to … Continue reading

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THEY DON’T TALK ON THEIR CELL PHONES, BUT THEY DON’T DANCE ON THE PLATFORMS, EITHER.

On French trains passengers must move into the vestibule, where the restrooms are, to talk on their cell phones. They do this without exception, without fault. So mannerly, so polite the French. They don’t, however, dance on the platform, as … Continue reading

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THE MATTERHORN

As a kid living in Fullerton, adjacent to Anaheim, I saw the Disneyland Matterhorn a lot. Although I traveled in Switzerland a few times as an adult, I never thought of going to see the real Matterhorn. Todd and I … Continue reading

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