Monday night I had my first interview for the CD. It was for a paper called Lesbian News out of LA. The article won’t appear until September, so you should resist the urge to rush right out looking for it now.
The interview was over the phone, and I think it went well. But I suffer from the same disease as Gerlinda and I can’t help but be convinced that I will end up sounding like an idiot or an asshole, if not both. I don’t think I’m very good at talking about my own stuff, it’s just not easy to have to try to explain things and not feel a little silly talking about them as if they are somehow relevant.
Shhh. I’m not beating myself up. I’m just saying, it’s a really strange feeling, and I’m not very good at it. It took me a long time just to be able to sign autographs without just wanting to talk the person out of it. It still feels really silly to me, but at least I don’t let it show now.
Getting everything together for the trip. Flying out alone to Los Angeles, though there will be plenty of people I know once I get there. But, okay, see, in 12 years or so, this will be the most time we have spent separated. Stop mocking me. So, it’s going to be very very odd. I don’t travel well to begin with, which has been documented here before. So, I’m bound to be more neurotic than ever. Los Angeles, you have been warned.