Diary of a Girl-Next-Door Heavy Metal Novelist March
26, 2004 Enter Carlos Espada. Carlos is the "Gene" for KISS Nation, a tribute band from New York City. Authentic accents, authentic costumes, and I'd love to find out what else. They appear in "Living the Fantasy" and coincidentally, Carlos had just emailed me this week for information about the documentary. I contacted him today to see if I could talk him into a trip to the Amish country. Miraculously, he said yes. In two days, I pick him up at the train station for the photo shoot. My adrenaline is already gushing through my veins. ...and I was worried that I wouldn't have an opportunity to use up the film from the cameras I bought for the film festival... March
27, 2004 Tonight I wrote thank you notes to my hosts at Old Dominion. I haven't even been back a week, and it already seems like my trip was a year ago. My sis called tonight to say that she'd listened to the NPR interview from my trip and I sounded fairly intelligent. I watched one of the tv interviews tonight, also, and I think I did well. I hope I receive the same sort of treatment from the press when my book is published. Speaking of which, I must get back to book work. Glam is great, but deadlines loom. March 28, 2004 If my pulse is beating a few extra times each minute, it's because Mr. Espada is in my fair city. I had a lovely dinner with his girlfriend/assistant and him a few hours ago. She is wonderful. As always, I loathe getting to know the tribute guys because I want to cling to my KISS fantasies, but I know when he shows up tomorrow in full garb, I'll be giddy as hell. Stay tuned as KISS meets the day job. March
29, 2004 March
30, 2004 Best quote of the day: "Oh my god, that's Richard Simmons!" Now I'm snuggled into the most comfortable bed in the world. In case I haven't mentioned it, said bed resides at the Philadelphia Marriott. My day started with me confronting my boss about his (or her) lack of understanding about the KISSfiction project, but ends with me nestled between a magically warm comforter and a set of pefectly soft down pillows. I love living happily ever after. March
31, 2004 I spent most of this morning stuffing convention packets and getting to know my fellow higher ed. convention planners. One guy was from Old Dominion, and he told me he'd been in two different meetings last week at which it was announced that "THE Colette Shaw will be visiting our campus." I'm not sure why he didn't ask for my autograph. Jealousy? Honest forgetfulness? Probably he was just sick of my self-importance, in which case I must applaud him. Kurt Doan found that his and my websites are linked to a Christian heavy metal page. I think I'm on there because I like hard rock and I say "Jesus Christ" a lot. I'm not sure about Kurt. (continue) |