Not him!

So the infamous Kevin Reardon is trying to sell a story to Chelsea Station's literary mag. For those of you who might have forgotten or do not know the tale, Kevin pounced on me for an imagined slight and, while I was depressed, tried to convince me to both kill myself and Daulton by jumping out a window. Yes, it was just that ugly.

I'd like not to ever see Reardon in print again. Not even as birdcage liner. But the editor needs something better to submit so he does not have to rely on Reardon. So, if you have a gay themed short story with literary elements, even a reprint, please consider submitting it to info AT chelseastationeditions DOT com ASAP. Help prevent schmucks from publishing.

And feel free to spread the word to authors who write gay male fiction.