octette

this has been kind of an amazing week. there’s a long list of cool things that have happened. one thing that happened is that a book deal is in the works. it is far from being a definite thing, but it exists, and that’s exciting — but also causing me a lot of anxiety. it means writing 75,000 words in the next week. i’ve actually done that before, so it won’t be a big deal, and i am working with a partner, but i am still super anxious.

more exciting than that, though: i am going to be interviewing cobra starship some time this week for the rft. cobra. fucking. starship. i don’t even know how to put into words how excited i am. this one of my top five favorite bands of all time, easily. i love their music so much. and i adore gabe saporta’s off-the-wall humor.

what the hell am i supposed to say to them? i’m so bad on the phone, i have such a hard time hearing, i am never clever enough or funny enough off the cuff — i am evil off the cuff. not clever and funny. i’ve never interviewed anyone before. i have to go out and buy a recorder for my cell phone.

this stupid interview is giving me so much anxiety that i had to take some klonopin and lie down.

instead of lying down on my couch or bed, i went outside onto my deck and laid down, and watched the leaves. i gotta tell you, though, i am still all fucked up about this.