Sunday, December 03, 2006

Literary Branding

I call this blog, "The Last Noel" because all my life I've been called the First Noel. If someone sings that darned Christmas song one more time, so help me....Well, I can't get away from the Firsts of my name as I was involved with two Firsts recently. I ran the First Los Angeles Half Marathon today--and it wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. Ur, the route went right by apartment, so I took a little break (went to the bathroom, changed running gear, and checked phone messages) before completing the remaining six miles.

The first issue of a new online journal made its debut not too long ago. It's called Subterraneans.
It is a "journal of lesbian and gay writing." And, yup, I'm in the first issue.

It's edited by Angela Brown, former Executive Editor at Alyson Books. They were kind enough to give new life to an old short story. It's called "Tito Abalez on the Brink of Manhood" and was published in the Asian Pacific American Journal several years ago.


Jason Phoon said...

ahh , i was always wondering why were you the Last Noel.

Considering that you're the only Noel I know, I thought maybe there is only one Noel.

Silly me

Anonymous said...

This is truly an amazing piece of work, Noel. Very very effective.

Angela said...

Thanks for the shout-out! I'm so glad you included the image of the two granny lesbians! LOL.


Anonymous said...

Did you really go inside and check messages? (Type-A?)

I always thought you were the Last Noel because you are the last Noel that anyone really needs to read. ;)

Anonymous said...

I've always preferred the song "Little Drummer Boy", although I see no reason to address you that way unless you also happen to own a drum...

Great story by the way.

Anonymous said...

I love that you took time out of the half marathon to check your messages. An athlete after my own heart.

I'm looking forward to checking out your story.

Anonymous said...

Congrats on the amazing story, Noel. It rides a very fine line and reveals some difficult truths. Life is so complex.

Bully for you re: the marathon. Another terrific accomplishment!

Cheryl said...

I just got a chance to read your story--you do such a good job of describing what it's like to be 12 (especially a 12-year-old boy, I imagine, though I've never been one).