Church of Phalli
Ok so several nights ago a bunch of us were at Synergy's, a local gay club. While there dear superheroine regarded a particular man who was giving money to the performing Drag Queen, Deona Sage. She said "I like seeing people paying the Tranny Gods." Which got me thinking and I replied with "Oh dear Tranny God may I get laid tonight here's a fiver. Tranny god looks at fiver and guy 'Yeah i'm gonna need a 20.'" Which we all thought was funny, I get them every now and again. Anyways I started thinking about writing a story that followed one gay man through a part of his life while he looks for the One. The story will take us to the Joyful Tabernacle of Phalli, also known as the Church of Phalli. Where we will learn about the 5 Tranny Gods; God of Ferosha, God of Fashion, God of Music, God of Cuisine, and God of Sex. It starts with a sort of narrative to bring you up to speed just a little. I just finished the rough of the narrative now so here it is for you all to enjoy and what not. I need HONEST and constructive criticism. So please give it a read.
I haven't a title for it yet either. I'm also thinking about making it a journal type book/story thing, much like Sex and the City. But I've also thought about doing short journal entries at the end of the chapter....don't know yet.
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I've been a member of The Joyful Tabernacle of Phalli since I was sixteen. I couldn't ever tell my parents about it, sure we weren't regular church goers ourselves. But both my parents were raised in church and they still held tightly to some of the ideals...if not all of them. I would still go to services every Sunday as far as my folks knew I was going to work. You may be wondering what do you worship at the Church of Phalli, well...isn't it obvious?
Okay maybe it's not entirely obvious what we worship because we don't worship penis or vagina. We actually worship life and everything that makes us happy. We believe God is actually a Tranny which totally explains the whole argument is God a man or woman, he's both honey. We also believe that God is comprised of multiple Gods. There is your God of Ferosha, God of Fashion, God of Music, God of Cuisine, and God of Sex. You have your baptisms or your sprinklings we have our coming outs. I actually came out to the congregation when I was 18. I felt it was time to accept who I've been trying to hide myself from. If it hadn't been for my friends I would have been screwed. They were the best support group for me, them and the congregation. My parents...well I didn't tell them till four years after I had my coming out ceremony.
It's been four years since I came out to my folks. Four years of...well nothing different. Really, my parents took it better than you'd ever imagine. My father, the army drill sergeant, actually told me that no force in heaven or on earth would change the fact that I'm his son and he'll love me no matter what, my father! The strictest man you'll ever meet with a temper the size of a grain of sand. Now granted I don't talk to him about boyfriend troubles, I talk to my mother about it. So for four years it's been the same old same. I've had six boyfriends and three girlfriends, all of which have ended horribly. But this story isn't about them, it's about the One. The One I'm looking for, the One I pray for, the One who'll make my life the chick flick I've always wanted it to be.
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I haven't a title for it yet either. I'm also thinking about making it a journal type book/story thing, much like Sex and the City. But I've also thought about doing short journal entries at the end of the chapter....don't know yet.
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I've been a member of The Joyful Tabernacle of Phalli since I was sixteen. I couldn't ever tell my parents about it, sure we weren't regular church goers ourselves. But both my parents were raised in church and they still held tightly to some of the ideals...if not all of them. I would still go to services every Sunday as far as my folks knew I was going to work. You may be wondering what do you worship at the Church of Phalli, well...isn't it obvious?
Okay maybe it's not entirely obvious what we worship because we don't worship penis or vagina. We actually worship life and everything that makes us happy. We believe God is actually a Tranny which totally explains the whole argument is God a man or woman, he's both honey. We also believe that God is comprised of multiple Gods. There is your God of Ferosha, God of Fashion, God of Music, God of Cuisine, and God of Sex. You have your baptisms or your sprinklings we have our coming outs. I actually came out to the congregation when I was 18. I felt it was time to accept who I've been trying to hide myself from. If it hadn't been for my friends I would have been screwed. They were the best support group for me, them and the congregation. My parents...well I didn't tell them till four years after I had my coming out ceremony.
It's been four years since I came out to my folks. Four years of...well nothing different. Really, my parents took it better than you'd ever imagine. My father, the army drill sergeant, actually told me that no force in heaven or on earth would change the fact that I'm his son and he'll love me no matter what, my father! The strictest man you'll ever meet with a temper the size of a grain of sand. Now granted I don't talk to him about boyfriend troubles, I talk to my mother about it. So for four years it's been the same old same. I've had six boyfriends and three girlfriends, all of which have ended horribly. But this story isn't about them, it's about the One. The One I'm looking for, the One I pray for, the One who'll make my life the chick flick I've always wanted it to be.
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