Book Review: The Last Closet: The Dark Side of Avalon

I’m only on Ch. 19, but I have to get in this review now.

I’m blessed to call Moira Greyland one of my friends.  We met on Facebook through mutual friends; she is the daughter of gays, I am the ex-wife of one. We have exchanged numerous comments and messages; a number of months ago, she became my voice coach, and we have talked numerous times.  She is a joyous woman, enormously talented, expert in several fields, energetic, cheerful, and beautiful.

She is also a walking miracle.

And a very fine writer.

Moira’s parents were famous writers; I’d come across Marion Zimmer Bradley through her Mists of Avalon (which I bought but never could get into, and eventually threw away), but I wasn’t acquainted with the name of Walter Breen until I met Moira.  Both Marion and Walter were brilliant and famous in their respective fields; I was surprised to learn that she was one of the cofounders of the Society of Creative Anachronisms, and other Faires.

Walter, it turns out, was paranoid schizophrenic. Marion didn’t have a formal diagnosis, having never been institutionalized, but my hunch is that it would have been very bad, had there been one.  Nevertheless, both of them were brutal child molesters and abusers.  Moira was raped by both her parents, she watched her father bring into their home and seduce dozens of young boys, her mother go through bouts of insane and irrational rages.  How she has emerged from that hellhole to be the vibrant and powerful — if sometimes shell-shocked — woman that she is leaves me in utter awe.

There are moments in this book of wry humor (Walter would have sex with “anything with a pulse” — in my head, I can see and hear Moira speaking those words). There are recountings that are so carefully navigated to avoid the salacious but still leave one wanting to scream with fury, to reach through the pages and to rescue that little girl she was.  Moira had told me she has panic attacks in the shower, and now I fully understand why.

But the book is more than just her story; it is also the story of the fomentation of the gay rights and pederasty movement (I’m sorry, the two really are inescapably linked — and Breen wrote about “Greek love”) out of Berkeley in the 1960s and 70s. Walter’s schizophrenia thankfully left him incapable of playing the system by self-editing his thoughts and words, any more than his impulses, he was very vocal in his advocacy of sex with children, and wrote about it, and his words and attitudes have been recounted by more than just Moira, which allows us to see the train of thought of an active pederast. His testimony in the criminal trial that put him in prison for the rest of his life was appallingly candid; he actually seems to have believed he could persuade the judge that he was in the right in seducing young boys, that he was doing them an enormous favor. Moira weaves others’ writings, remembrances, and testimony through her own story to demonstrate that these events she recounts were not the creation of her own mind but a well-documented, publicly-known “secret” in the various communities where the family were connected.

There are hard paragraphs to read, yes, but overall The Last Closet is a story of survival and of triumph of love.  Moira shows us the brokenness that each of her parents brought into their marriage, and the tragic and twisted love they shared (they were so in tune with one another on many levels, that they would regularly buy one another the same gift). She shows us her carefully-forged escapes and survival techniques.

As I said in opening, I’m on Ch. 19.  But I know how the story will end, because I know Moira:  in triumph.

Right now, The Last Closet is only available in Kindle format. It will be available in hard copy soon.  And — I don’t know where she’s going to find the strength to do it all — in audiobook.  Yes, Moira’s going to record it herself.

Important article

The Witherspoon Institute has published a very good article by Janna Darnelle, “Breaking the Silence: Redefining Marriage Hurts Women Like Me — and Our Children.”  She speaks clearly and articulately to the conflicts suffered by families where a spouse is gay, and the moral and social confusion revealed in the pro-gay quagmire we call a culture.

I urge you to read it.  Every time we find someone who sees the truth of things, who is also in the middle of the battle, let’s give her (or him) all the support and encouragement we can. Because far too often, if we fight back, we’re accused of sour grapes, of being bitter and pitiable women who are only sexually frustrated, resentful, jealous . . .  The misogyny of the gay cult goes deep.  We do well to support and encourage one another.

God bless you!

Out From Under – an important book about children

Stefanowicz, Dawn. Out from Under: The Impact of Homosexual Parenting. Wine Press Books, 2007.

Dawn Stefaniwicz: Out From Under

I haven’t read this book yet, but the interview of author Dawn Stefanowicz for Catholic World Report has me in near tears. I can’t read the interview without thinking of my own daughters and remembering the terrible tug of war they were caught in, and how helpless and ineffectual I was in protecting them – in large part because I wanted to “be nice,” but also because I simply was incapable of recognizing how deeply depraved my DH had become.

The issue of children in a marriage to a homosexual is a topic I know I need to address, but it’s bitterly difficult.

You’ll want to read this interview. It’s a good starting place, at least.