An Evening with Darling and Capere

Two old friends and a queer film? Try to keep me away, Gentle Reader! Thus it was that I took Ms. Capere’s invitation, and made arrangements to go with her and Mr. C.W.L. Darling to the Seattle Gay Film Festival this fall. Capere had seen G.B.F.* at the Tacoma Film Festival, where she had a film playing, and was reminded of our high school years – particularly between Megan Mullally and Paul Iacono, who evoke images of Maman and I.


Okay, swap the hair colors. Better?

After the film was a Q&A session with the director, which Capere the film-maker wanted to catch; being a dedicated smoker, I ran outside before the credits were cold. Naturally, as I puffed my youth away in the alley, I tried to plan out my evening – I had the option of staying with either Darling or Capere. Speaking of – they emerge from the theatre, and off we go to find a café to discuss the film to death.

At this point, I had a choice – I could stay with Darling in Seattle, and spend the night at the club with him and a friend, or I could go back to Tacoma with Capere, grab a bottle of wine, and sit and write with her. Well, I do have a novel to finish – and I’m intimidated by the fact that Darling’s a go-go boy, so the club was not my best option.

Go-Go Boy

Seriously. Intimidating.

Ms. Capere and I talked over old injustices, present worries, future plans – the car ride was long, but deep. We swung by a store to pick up the aforementioned wine – it was the first thing I bought with royalties from Patchwork Narrative.

As Seen On Twitter

As Seen On Twitter

Supplies acquired – to business!

Though a spare laptop was kindly offered for the evening’s work, I prefer the touch of pen and paper for a first draft. I knocked out a smooth 2000 words over the course of the evening. The wine meant I’d only be able to read about 500 of them in the morning, but that’s all part of the process.

While Ms. Capere worked on her sociology paper, we chatted and laughed, and probed a few sensitive subjects – our conversation that night spanned it all. Despite my distractions, she managed to get her paper in on time. As we polished off the bottle and went to bed, I was glad to have spent a lovely evening with good, old, friends.


*G.B.F. stands for Gay Best Friend, and while it’s pretty much just another teen “comedy” with a gay twist – it did evoke shades of our high school years. There are other, better, gay teen films out there – But I’m a Cheerleader! and Saved, for instance – but that’s the fault of the script. The acting was excellent – and there were a few scenes where you could tell that the actors were making the most of what they were given to work with. All in all, a worthwhile film.

About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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5 Responses to An Evening with Darling and Capere

  1. I like this idea.
    But I fancy doing it slightly different, like putting notes in books like
    “If you enjoyed this book you may also like ……”
    “you are reading this junk try this instead its much better”
    “Help, I am trapped in the basement of the library!!!!!”

  2. Interesting.. I posted that comment on the Library book post, and it appeared here????

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