|C. Bard Cole
Website: C. Bard Cole Online
Bio: Hey okay, I'm going to abandon the annoying third-person, since in point of fact it is me myself writing this. I ended up in New York after college, contrary to my original intention of moving back to Maryland and pursuing museum studies or something, because I'd gotten an internship with the famous gay literary magazine (famous to me anyhow) Christopher Street, and had had several articles, and even a short story, published. I thought at the time that I was on easy street as a young writer... kind of forgetting that you have to have completed work worth publishing to get a book published. That took an additional nine years.
Briefly Told Lives, my first book, came out in the fall of 2000. Some of the stories in it had their genesis way back in the days; "Young Hemingways" and "Used To Dream" in particular, had their first drafts back in the summer of '91, when I was living in a decrepit but gorgeous Brooklyn brownstone, slinging housepaint over on Canal Street for my daily beans and fatback. Other stories came from my chapbook phase, when I was making photocopied booklets of my art and writing. The eponymous series of briefly told lives were a later development, when I was doing the zine Riotboy with Chris Leslie.
While I was trying to get a novel published (if it appears after I'm dead don't blame me; it's in the bottom of some trunk now) I tried to be all nice and literary because I was pretty darn certain no one would ever want to publish a book like my chapbooks, with cartoons and illustrations and all that crap. But lo and behold, such a thing actually happened. In fact, I wouldn't doubt that the cartoons is what got the manuscript of Briefly Told Lives read.
For the last year, I have been working on a monstrous novel manuscript which I don't expect to complete soon.
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