The Golden Age of Gay Fiction by Drewey Wayne Gunn

Author:Drewey Wayne Gunn [Gunn, Drewey Wayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781608200481
Publisher: MLR Press
Published: 2009-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

William J. Lambert III. Five Roads to Tlen. Greenleaf Classics (Greenleaf Library), 1970. Artist: Harry Bremner.

William J. Lambert III. Adonis. Greenleaf Classics, 1969. Artist: Harry Bremner

My gay porno writing career could have easily been finished right then and there — and would have been had I received a rejection. The chance of my ever going to the bother of searching out a second publisher wasn’t very likely, since my summer respite was already winding down and I was about to head off to launch my intended career in business. I’d typed Tlen in fancy script, not block type, which, because of the difficulty in reading and the bother of conversion for official print typesetting (no computers in those days), provided a negative against it from the get-go. Or so said the letter I received — just before it went on to say that, despite all that, Greenleaf was still prepared to publish. Did I have anything else in the works they might see?

With the payment from Tlen, I invested in a heavy-duty block-type typewriter and set to work on Adonis, which I completed in two weeks. I followed with Adonis at Actum (1970), Adonis at Bomasa (1970), The Gods of Tlen (1970), Demon’s Stalk (1970), Demon’s Coronation (1970), and The Young Master (1970) — all for Greenleaf. I’d stumbled on an easy source of income, likely far more enjoyable for me than punching any time clock at any ad agency. I was hooked on writing porn, and there was no looking back. For Greenleaf, I wrote Maneaters of Malibu (1970), Valley of the Damned — which I understand is the very first queer werewolf novel — (1970), and Bob, Carl, Ted, and Alan (1971). For Frenchy’s Press, I wrote Too Beautiful (1971), Dog-Collar Boys (1972), and Male Sex Idol (1972). Then again, for Greenleaf, there were Big Guns (1972), The Erection (1972), Blackballed (1972), and Mountain Men (1972).

All my literary output in those days came more from pure imagination than from anything I actually did. And it was all done far removed from points of publication. I remained in Seattle; Greenleaf remained in San Diego. My manuscripts were all mailed. There was never any face-to-face interaction between me and the editors and/or the publishers. Most of my manuscripts went to press as-is. I don’t remember ever being asked to revise or change anything. Greenleaf simply mailed me my checks, usually without comment. I had virtually no connection or interaction with other gay authors. In fact, I purposely avoided reading any of the fuck-books published at the time, after that first one, because I didn’t want to be tempted to steal someone else’s style or plots (even if the latter were pretty minimal). I continued completely ignorant that I had become part of a major gay revolution in pulp fiction.

Rather, I became a mainstay of the Seattle gay-bar scene, usually checking into one watering spot or the other as soon as it opened, around noon. I’d buy a bottle of champagne and spend the afternoon writing my latest fuck-book and holding court.

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