Rollercoaster

February 24, 2005

Up, down, up. Make it stop, Mommy! Daddy, can I ride it again?

I had a bang-up interview with Being Alive. One of those rare occasions in life where you wouldn't change a word of what you said. And sure enough, I got a callback from them today for a second interview, next Wednesday.

Then I submitted the article to my editor, Peter, for Pride Guide. He thought it was "great" and had only miinimal and well-advised changes. Unfortunately, he could only manage a small advance, which is routine for magazine work, which normally pays on publication. So I will have to wait at least a month for the lion's share.

I received an invitation to read some poetry and a blog entry at WORD-A-RAMA, at Highland Grounds Coffee House on March 1 in L.A at 8pm. I emailed some of you about it, but if any locals want particulars, (it's between Santa Monica and Melrose, hint, hint) please let me know. It's not quite the finals of American Idol, but I thought I'd start small.

So the beat goes on. I just have to keep the track well oiled, and hope no one is loosening the screws keeping it in place. Sometimes whipping around those corners though, one can be absolutely sure one is going to go flying out into the amusement park.

MCO 2005

P.S. For the interested, a less alarming perspective on the HIV supervirus thant the one I expressed a few blogs back. http://planetout.com/news/feature.html?sernum=1063