Friday, April 21, 2006
One gig down, two to go...
Well, actually more.
StarDaze went very well. I even got to sign a bunch of autographs-mainly for kids. And some funny-looking drunk guys over fifty with only two teeth in their head. Okay, I shouldn't be mean. But why can't some really cool guys ask for my autograph???
Steve Azar's band was really good. His drummer was cool and hung out with us for a while. There weren't a lot of people there when we played, but everyone who was seemed to like it. The staff was really appreciative. Kirt stole some Girl Scout Cookies, Quentin was interested in the fourteen-year-old sunglass girl, and Leger survived his first major performance without throwing up from anxiety. Friday night we played really well. I started getting bored by the middle of Saturday's gig. It started to get hot and my feet were hurting. I was exhausted when I got home Sunday. The house was okay but Thor was gone. He was home when I left Friday but he got out somehow and hasn't come back, nor has Animal Control picked him up. I guess our little cockapoo is gone for good now. I haven't even had time to grieve.
I'm so bored at work. I did actually get work done this week-all my grading is caught up and my new online courses are almost ready. This semester can't end soon enough.
The sequel still rolls around in my brain. I've mostly been hand-writing everything. I've got two of the most dramatic parts going on at the same time: one near the middle and one near the end. I have tons of notes and started mapping out the timeline on an Excel document. I stare at pictures of Cherif for inspiration. It's scary to look at a real person who looks exactly like the one you created in your head. Noël and I look at him and ache!!
I've completely reprinted the manuscript(it still fits in two binders!) and have zeroed in on my next victims-three students in the Spanish class who are the same age as I and lived through the rocker years also. We'll see what they think...April and Jane skimmed through the Prologue and were already interested.
I'll probably start sending out query letters again once school is out. I've pretty much heard from the few I'd already sent. I'm almost ready to look into self-publishing. Sunni Thibodeau told me though-You're not a writer until you can wallpaper your office with rejection letters. I've thrown mine away, especially those that just say "Dear Writer, Your stuff basically sucks, although we don't really know that because we didn't even read your query letter."
I did send in my Karaoke story to the Writer's Digest competition. I still think it's pretty good-as did Heather and Noël, my two biggest fans.
We play Boogie's in Hot Springs tonight and tomorrow. I hope it's as fun as last time. We've added some new tunes. I just hope when I have to sing "Redneck Woman" no one thinks that it's my personal anthem. I almost want to announce a disclaimer before I have to perform it. It will be popular in the club, but...redneck and me don't even belong in the same sentence.
Okay, I guess I'm outta here. I'm just killing time until I can leave the campus!!!
StarDaze went very well. I even got to sign a bunch of autographs-mainly for kids. And some funny-looking drunk guys over fifty with only two teeth in their head. Okay, I shouldn't be mean. But why can't some really cool guys ask for my autograph???
Steve Azar's band was really good. His drummer was cool and hung out with us for a while. There weren't a lot of people there when we played, but everyone who was seemed to like it. The staff was really appreciative. Kirt stole some Girl Scout Cookies, Quentin was interested in the fourteen-year-old sunglass girl, and Leger survived his first major performance without throwing up from anxiety. Friday night we played really well. I started getting bored by the middle of Saturday's gig. It started to get hot and my feet were hurting. I was exhausted when I got home Sunday. The house was okay but Thor was gone. He was home when I left Friday but he got out somehow and hasn't come back, nor has Animal Control picked him up. I guess our little cockapoo is gone for good now. I haven't even had time to grieve.
I'm so bored at work. I did actually get work done this week-all my grading is caught up and my new online courses are almost ready. This semester can't end soon enough.
The sequel still rolls around in my brain. I've mostly been hand-writing everything. I've got two of the most dramatic parts going on at the same time: one near the middle and one near the end. I have tons of notes and started mapping out the timeline on an Excel document. I stare at pictures of Cherif for inspiration. It's scary to look at a real person who looks exactly like the one you created in your head. Noël and I look at him and ache!!
I've completely reprinted the manuscript(it still fits in two binders!) and have zeroed in on my next victims-three students in the Spanish class who are the same age as I and lived through the rocker years also. We'll see what they think...April and Jane skimmed through the Prologue and were already interested.
I'll probably start sending out query letters again once school is out. I've pretty much heard from the few I'd already sent. I'm almost ready to look into self-publishing. Sunni Thibodeau told me though-You're not a writer until you can wallpaper your office with rejection letters. I've thrown mine away, especially those that just say "Dear Writer, Your stuff basically sucks, although we don't really know that because we didn't even read your query letter."
I did send in my Karaoke story to the Writer's Digest competition. I still think it's pretty good-as did Heather and Noël, my two biggest fans.
We play Boogie's in Hot Springs tonight and tomorrow. I hope it's as fun as last time. We've added some new tunes. I just hope when I have to sing "Redneck Woman" no one thinks that it's my personal anthem. I almost want to announce a disclaimer before I have to perform it. It will be popular in the club, but...redneck and me don't even belong in the same sentence.
Okay, I guess I'm outta here. I'm just killing time until I can leave the campus!!!
// posted by LJo @ 9:03 AM 
