Liza takes on her dead, gay husband (...well, one of them, anyway).

I am ashamed to say that until I went to the Google UK homepage, I had not realised that today was my beloved Oscar Wilde's birthday.

I guess I should start with a brief explanation of my title. I have a penchant for historical figures who are known/thought to have been gay. I have 2 great historical loves who fit this category-- Oscar Wilde and James VI and I. Their sexuality (or in James's case, rumoured sexuality) have no bearing on my love, it's just a coincidence.

Oscar and I have had an ongoing affair for about 12 years now--at least. This love affair has led to me permanently branding myself with his beautiful words. How can you not love someone whose mind comes up with phrases like "Only the shallow know themselves"? His plays are brilliant, his prose is moving, and how many people can honestly say they didn't enjoy "The Picture of Dorian Gray"?

Plus...if he's good enough to be Stephen Fry's idol, then you should all fall at his feet. ;)

Happy birthday, Oscar!