Posted by on September 25, 2024 5:00 pm
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Being gay gave me years of misery but an education in literature. By the time I was 13 my sexuality was a secret horror swelling inside me and I was desperately trying to find out who I was, what future there was for me.

I knew the disgrace and humiliation of gay people. Oscar Wilde had taught me that it would be a life of mockery, exile and secrecy. And then there were those writers, like EM Forster or Somerset Maugham, who held their heads up high and made me feel that it wasn’t all slime and grim mackintosh people in a terrible world of darkness.

In the ’80s, I was known as ‘Celibate Stephen.’ I was so excited by my work that I forgot to

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