Diary of a Girl-Next-Door Heavy Metal Novelist
February 1, 2004
Welcome to No Red Meat Month. Since my only difficulty
with No Deep Fried Food Month came when I craved a burger and fries, I
hope that nixing both of them in February will help me stay disciplined.
My benefactor will be very proud of me tomorrow. Aside from yesterday's mix-up at the copy store, I made tons of progress. Strangely, yesterday and today I woke up early and didn't roll back over for more ZZZs. Not sleeping in seemed almost as refreshing as flopping around like a sloth. Who knew?
I received a very nice email from Steve S. from the band SSG this morning. SSG's gimmick (and I love a gimmick!) is mixing KISS covers with their set of originals. They perform at a lot of KISS expos, and they were part of the on-stage entertainment that made the New Orleans Expo such a hot time. It's pleasant when rock guys are nice. A+ to SSG.
Doggone it if my sister/editor didn't find a glaring typo in the very first section of my 2004 Valentine. And I call myself a writer... On the up side, I also made her a little weepy with my fine prose.
Please check out the facelift I gave to my front page.
February
2, 2004
The post office must be rubbing its tummy right now. I stuffed if full
of packages for my sister, KISS
Nation (the hottest, coolest, sexiest tribute band to whom I owe favors),
and a certain secret someone who desires my manuscript. I also packed
the mailbox with press releases for the documentary screening at the Old
Dominion Film Festival (which is getting its press exclusively from
moi right now, as you'll see from their old website). I hope the USPS
is ready for another feast. I spent tonight writing out Valentines.
I believe they'll all be ready by the end of this coming weekend. I'm
on fire.
p.s. Please go to my Links page and click over to say hola to KISS Nation. They could use a little TLC.
February
3, 2004
Conversation at day job this afternoon:
Colleague 1: How is your No Red
Meat month going?
Colette: It's only 3 days into it, but I honestly haven't had any
cravings yet.
Colleague 2: Didn't you just eat a meatball sub in my office?
Colette: !
This just in from Jared, our KISSfiction correspondent in France:
...well I don't know if Jacques Chirac has a copy of Won't Get Fooled Again yet, but I do know that he enjoys sumo wrestling and that I, technically French for the time being since I live here, spent the last 15 minutes getting caught up on your progress. Way to go--it seems like you've been "blinded by the light" of success!!
Ton roman est incroyable!! Bon chance avec Gene Simmons!
A bientot,
jared
Speaking of supporters, Aunt Paula needs some fire. Go to TootsieChase.com and see how talented she is.
I'm averaging 15 Valentines per night and I asked for a receipt today at the post office. You'd better believe I'm counting this as a promotional expense.
February 4, 2004
Today is the birthday of the first guy I kissed in college. Months after
that smooch, I slow danced with him to a song called "Horny Toad"
by Prince. Those were the days...
I'm taking it pretty easy tonight. I sent out a few more press releases about the Old Dominion gig today, but otherwise I'm in a fairly wait & see kind of place. My manuscript is in the mail, and I'm sitting pretty.
Speaking of which, did you see the latest entry in my guestbook? Apparently, I'm "not bad kind of hot." I hate to break it to Mr. Right, but I can only be with someone who uses punctuation. Even "Horny Toad" man knew the value of a well-placed semicolon.
February 5, 2004
Yea for others. While I'm waiting and seeing, someone received my manuscript
and started to work on it. Tomorrow, the weekend sort-of begins. I have
to work on Saturday, and I think the rest of the time will be spent on
Valentines. Somehow,
I still have to make a dent in my long To Do list.
February
8, 2004
I could have sworn it was more like the 9th or 10th today. I've spent
the weekend working furiously on my Valentines
so I'd have them ready to mail tomorrow. I'm sure there's something good
to be said for having them all done, but I don't know what it is yet.
Yesterday, the entire staff I work with at the day job piled onto a bus to go to a conference.I presented a program called "Being the Bigger Person." I didn't realize this concept is so foreign to some people. In fact, a couple of the audience members were fairly hostile. One walked out in the middle! I don't think they liked when I said, "Guilt and sarcasm aren't really parts of being the bigger person." I swear, I wasn't sarcastic when I said it, either. Anyway, as I'm getting closer to getting my novel into someone else's hands, I've been thinking more about the ideas I have for books that deal with day-job concepts. I have a feeling my second big writing project will have nothing to do with dudes who wear makeup.
p.s. Regarding my Feb. 4 entry: "Semicolon" is not a euphemism for anything dirty. (continue)
