|Memoir by Stan Gotlieb|
Once there, however, I found myself inhibited by all the socializing influences that my family, school, and culture had imposed on me. I became more an observer than a participant, at least in my own head. To the mainstream, I appeared to be a nonconformist; to the dedicated I was a visitor, not a resident.
These tales are as true as I can make them: part observation, part experience and part confession: just like life as I know it. If you find it strange, weird, hard to believe, occasionally disturbing, or lacking a certain coherence, then I say to you that that is the way that I have experienced life. Only fiction is believable, compassable and coherent; life is stranger by far.