Diary of a Girl-Next-Door Heavy Metal Novelist

June 1, 2004
I am now the proud owner of a pre-order of the Gene Simmons album, A**hole. Are you?

This evening, I emailed a copy of my newly polished manuscript to my newly annointed editor. For the first time on such an occasion, I am not mired in self-doubt. I like my product.

My most recent reader, Melissa, told me in jest tonight that she'd broken up with her boyfriend, in part because of her attraction to Jackson Hellam. I feel her pain. I may have ruined myself for all mortal men.

I just updated my "KISSfiction in the News" page. I look like such a star! I just need a better haircut is all.

June 2, 2004
Okay, so I'm looking for my digital camera tonight, and I can't find it anywhere. I wanted to take a picture of my new boyfriend, Paul Stanley. So, I get down on the carpet to look under my bed and I find five pages of editor's notes that had slipped between the mattress and bedframe of my "office." Crap. Crap. Crap. Serves me right for my bravado yesterday. Crap.

I finally found my camera and I took a picture of Mr. Stanley. Then I proceded to accidentally erase it along with all the photos I took at the NYC KISS Expo.

But, I think I've found a guy who's going to be there for me no matter what. I have friggin' editing to do right now or or I'd gush.

June 3, 2004
I'm so excited to tell you about my new boyfriend, Paul Stanley. My friend, Kurt, saw him and picked him up at a yard sale over the weekend. Now, we've all heard the rumors about Mr. Stanley, and had they proven to be true, I would gladly have let Kurt take Paul Stanley home. As luck (fate!) would have it, Kurt thought Paul Stanley would be a much better match for me. Hooray! He introduced us on Tuesday and even though Paul Stanley is a little thick around the middle, I loved him as soon as I saw him.

As you'll see from the picture, Paul Stanley's outfit would make him appear a more likely icon of the 70s. I have to argue that his look is timeless. And who cares? He's so wonderful! When I'm at work all day, he's going to be cooking dinner for me at home. He's a super hottie, and I don't mean like other men --- Paul Stanley TAKES. HIS. TIME. Too good to be true? There's more...

Paul Stanley didn't even blink when I told him I wanted Gym to stay in my life - and not just as a friend. Paul Stanley thinks that if he (Paul Stanley) and I spend too much time together, I might need some "me" time getting sweaty with Mr. Nasium. At the same time, Paul Stanley will be monogamous unless I choose otherwise. Seriously! I had no choice but to bring Paul Stanley home with me on Wednesday, and I don't think he'll ever leave. I love Paul Stanley!!!

June 5, 2004
KISSfiction Quiz: Am I excited because I have:

___ 4 tickets to the Tampa KISS concert?
___ Paul Stanley standing in my kitchen?
___ a luau-themed wedding shower to go to tonight?
___ A and B but not C

A lot of people I sincerely love will be at the shower. I'm just a little suspicious of themes.

Aloha.

June 6, 2004
Paul Stanley and I consumated our relationship today. I know that may seem a little fast since we've known each other less than a week, but the time felt right. Based on his age, I thought Paul Stanley might need a little extra time to heat up, but he exceded all expectations (and, at the risk of revealing too much information, clean-up was a cinch).

I got stuck driving in a rainstorm yesterday, which added 2 hours to my trip, so I missed the Hawaiian wedding shower. I went to the post-luau dinner then back to my hotel to work on editing notes I found a few days ago. As it turned out, very few changes were needed, so I got to bed early. This coming week, I have lots of business-related work to do. It's not my favorite stuff, but the ultimate publishing of my book in its intact state depends on it.

June 7, 2004
Two years ago, it was my dream to have an article published in About Campus magazine. For a college administrator, it doesn't get any better. When I learned that they had accepted one of my articles, I was ecstatic. In fact, I made the mistake of reading the letter they sent while I was on the phone and I started yelling hysterically, which scared the crap out of the poor guy on the other end of the line. Today, I learned that the American College Personnel Association selected my piece out of all its collection to be placed online as one of the notable works the magazine has produced. I am a writer!

I have begun my search for better KISS tickets than I was able to get on Saturday. I think I've found the ones I want for for a relative bargain (four tickets for half of what I paid to see KISS alone last summer).

Tonight, I received two invitations for musical gigs. One was from the evil has-to-bring-his-own triangle percussionist fellow with whom I just can't seem to make peace. Last year, he paid me a whopping $20 for playing stars & stripes bulls***, and took tax money out of my check! The other offer came jokingly from one of my brother's friends in FL. Apparently the guy's band is looking for a female vocalist. Perhaps he's heard of my heartthrobburn status at karaoke!

I need to take a day or two off of work to get book business done. I may have to go to NY. Hopefully not. So far, I've been able to do almost everything from Lancaster (Little L.A. as friend and I used to call it). (continue)

June 8, 2004 Mr. Simmons Releases: A**HOLE