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June 27,
2003
After my new weekly ritual of karaoke, last night,
I came home and went to bed. Unfortunately, my caffeine intake,
coupled with my guilt over not having done enough KISSfiction work
for the day, prevented sleep. The monkeys divebombing my brain needed
some direction. First, I came up with an ingenius yet realistic
idea for recording at least some of the KISS music we need for the
documentary in order to save literally thousands of dollars in copyright
expenses. I fired up my computer, did a bit of research, and put
my plan into action around 2:30 a.m. By 3:00, my mind had turned
to promotional ideas. I'd received an agent rejection yesterday,
and I was starting to get down on my talent and (worse) myself.
I am convinced that the documentary and other self-promotion will
naturally lead to a book deal, but I think I need help spreading
the word. At 3:15, I was back on my computer writing an email to
my friend Heidi. She's been wanting to get together to brainstorm
promotional ideas just for fun. The hell with fun. She should be
my publicist! With her background in managing a band and her take-charge
attitude, she'd be perfect. And we have completely different taste
in men, so when we party with KISS we'll never have to fight over
who gets whom. Tonight, we met at a biker bar so I could give her
a manuscript and figure out if we shared a common vision. I think
the world - starting with the Baltimore KISS Expo - had better hold
onto its seat. Does this partnership have destiny written all over
it or what?
I saw the sun make its first appearance
at 5:00 a.m. while I was still mulling over ideas for KISSfiction's
triumphant victory. Tonight, I'll hit the sack by 1:00 a.m. with
a clear conscience.
June 28,
2003
The word of the day is empowerment. I was all over it. Who needs
a copyright attorney who doesn't return calls? Not this woman. I
took my copyright book to lunch with me and reread all the chapters
about music and film. Do you know what a videogram license is? What
about synchronization rights? I do, and I know I need one and not
the other. I'm also quite familiar with the name Harry Fox. Hah!
I'm ready to face the music (industry).
After that bit of business, I domesticized.
I bought a bunch of space saver stuff, some electrical gadgets,
and equipment to fix my running toilets. Back at the condo, I started
with the finishing touches on my master bedroom closet. In the course
of organizing, I found a pair of black stilettos that I thought
might look good with my movie premiere dress, so I tried them on.
I finished up the closet, then installed a new electrical socket
next to my bed, put together multiple sets of shelves, and commenced
work on the commodes - all while wearing the high heels. I certainly
wasn't going to let last week's pedicure go to waste.
I am woman.
June 29,
2003
It could be said that knowing when
to ask for help can be empowering. I'm not a huge fan, but I will
admit that I could use a cordless drill, some upper body strength
and a foot massage to complete my domestic goddess work. Gene? Paul?
Anyone? Seriously - how cool would it be to see the demon turning
the stubborn valves on my toilets? His heroics would be an excellent
P.R. move for the band.
I have a list of publishing companies
I'm going to start calling tomorrow about music/movie rights, and
I made a date to have lunch with Mr.
Damion Wolfe to discuss his possible soundtrack contribution.
I feel the time ticking away too fast for the documentary premiere.
I booked my hotel room for the August
6 date with destiny. I still don't have a set script for what I'll
say when I have my "KISS Experience", but maybe that's
good. If all else fails, I'll show them my... Um, yeah. That's not
gonna happen.
June 30,
2003
I don't need no stinkin' lawyer. I've sent off one
licensing form and typed up another. The publishing people I talked
to on the phone today were nice. I hope they're generous, too.
More ideas for the premiere: Aunt
Paula writes mystery stories, and she created a signature character
named Tootsie Chase (great name, yes?). The muse bit her big-time,
and she's planning to write a mystery to go along with the docu-premiere.
It will have intrigue, suspense and -if you know Aunt
Paula - an edge of rock 'n' roll. She thinks she may be able
to make it available online as soon as August. I smell a contest!
And another idea: Heidi and I talked
about setting up an exhibit table at the Baltimore KISS Expo and
perhaps giving free KISSfiction doodads. Unfortunately, doodads
cost money, and I feel like a cash sieve lately. Today, Aunt Paula
asked me to recommend a hotel for November 1, and when I realized
I should put some hotel links on my website...$$$!!!. Motel 6, if
you want me to leave a link on for ya, you'll have to cough up a
few bucks for KISSfiction post-it notes. Gene $immon$ would be proud
of his protege. (continue)
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