by Mark S. King | Apr 9, 2012 | Family and Friends, Living with HIV/AIDS, My Fabulous Disease
In the Summer of 2008, I received a curious package from Bonnie Goldman, the editor of TheBody.com. Inside was a Flip video camera, what was then a new-fangled device that allowed you to take video footage with a camera the size of a pack of cigarettes. It came with a... 
by Mark S. King | Mar 15, 2012 | Anita Mann and Acting Gigs, Family and Friends, Gay Life, Meth and Recovery, My Fabulous Disease
“We’re born naked… and the rest is drag.” — RuPaulWhen I was nine years old, I took my parents’ album of the Broadway musical “Damn Yankees” and memorized every syllable of Gwen Verdon’s show stopper, “Who’s Got the Pain When They Do the Mambo?” Once I was... by Mark S. King | Jan 19, 2012 | Family and Friends, Gay Life, My Fabulous Disease
Even in darkness, in the bitter cold of northern Pennsylvania on a January night, the town of Milford can’t help displaying its charm. I’m walking through Main Street and the shops splash warm light in my path as strolling shoppers offer smiles and salutations. This... by Mark S. King | Dec 13, 2011 | Anita Mann and Acting Gigs, Family and Friends, Gay Life, Living with HIV/AIDS, My Fabulous Disease
My mother’s home here in Shreveport, Louisiana, was fraught with excitement last week. Christmas decorations littered the living room, the almond scent of cookies filled the air, and last minute phone calls and arrangements made it all feel like a major... by Mark S. King | Nov 29, 2011 | Family and Friends, Gay Life, Meth and Recovery, My Fabulous Disease
Florida highways have lovely rest stops. You would expect that from the Turnpike, where toll booths charge a premium every so often, but the manicured picnic areas continue even as you drive further north and onto I-75. I’m on a cement bench in a concession... by Mark S. King | Nov 22, 2011 | Family and Friends, Living with HIV/AIDS, My Fabulous Disease
Soon, as many families take a seat at their Thanksgiving table, after the food is set but just before the feasting begins, a paralyzing moment will occur. What now? They’ll wonder, glancing left and right. Should we pray? Uncomfortable seconds will tick by....
