In His Heart, He Knew That There

It Is Possible, You Know, To Drift Off To An Unknown World And Find Happiness There. Maybe Even More Happiness Than You've Ever Known Before.

The Dot That Became A Speck That Became A Blob That Became A Figure That Became A Boy

I Don't Buy Into The Idea That An Irish Writer Should Write About Ireland, Or A Gay Writer Should Write About Being Gay. But When I Found The Right Story, I Saw It As An Opportunity To Write About Being A Teenager And Being Gay. Most People, Whether You're Gay Or Straight Or Whatever, Have Experienced That Relationship Where One Person Is Much More Interested Than The Other.

He Looked The Boy Up And Down As If He Had Never Seen A Child Before And Wasn't Quite Sure What He Was Supposed To Do With One: Eat It, Ignore It Or Kick It Down The Stairs.

It Occurs To Me That Even Though Zoya And I Are Both Still Alive, My Life Is Already Over. She Will Be Taken From Me Soon And There Will Be No Reason For Me To Continue Without Her. We Are One Person, You See. We Are Georgyandzoya.