Yes -- it is the book the world has long awaited:
Now I've gone and done it . . .
I'm finally writing the book everyone kept asking for!
April 23, 1959 - June 8, 2007
Some Girl (with a Z) Extraordinaire
"We carry your heart . . ."
Sheila Allen Ninowski & Connie Taylor Krupp
The two surviving Some Girlz - June 2013
Photo from their latest
Rolling Stone Stalking Safari
[ Philadelphia and Washington, DC ]
The Rolling Stones' 50+ Counting Tour
Some Girlz Stalking Note:
We felt sure our new camouflage duds would help us blend-in with both roadies and rock stars; thereby enabling us to sneak up on the Rolling Stones completely unnoticed this time around.
We're still trying to figure out why it didn't work . . .
You probably are wondering
"Who ARE the Some Girlz?"
And what's with the "Z"?
Here's the backstory:
Life for three girlfriends during the 1970s felt as bleak as the coal-depleted mining town of Matoaka, West Virginia -- home of their local high school. There was simply no glamour nor excitement to be found until the threesome began to create their own personal brand of entertainment by channeling Liza Minnelli through song and dance. Their little cabaret act developed during their frequent pajama parties, then leaked into the school hallways, and eventually landed them on the high school stage.
At first all the locals found the trio to be nothing more than a great homespun source of amusement. But once they began to unveil their most unique skill set -- impersonating the Rolling Stones -- their bewildered and appalled peers practically shunned them. Semi-oblivious to being ridiculed (and ridiculous), they continued to emulate their beloved rock stars throughout high school and into college. They also spied on or attempted to date every Stone-semblanced guy they ever saw (with only small measures of success).
Finally, the adventure-starved BFFs decided to pursue the real thing by collectively dropping out of college and chasing the Rolling Stones on their 1978 Some Girls promotional tour. After a relentless concert-to-concert pursuit through three states resulting in a series of near misses and comical mishaps, the Some Girlz still refused to accept the fact that they were likely the worst stalkers of all time.
Undeterred, the girl-fans made their way to England and finally wound up in Keith Richard's backyard (while living in interesting places, like a home for the mentally challenged). As their adventures take them closer and closer to their beloved rock idols, they begin to learn the life lesson The Stones had tried to teach them all along:
You can't always get what you want, but if try (and try and try and try . . .)
you'll likely find that you get what you need.
There are some stories you just can't make up. This is one of them.
It's a memoir.
For the past 35 years, my pal Sheila and I have been sharing our Rolling Stone tales with friends through the usual medium of oral tradition. I guess I always knew that we should preserve our comical tale for posterity (but I wisely waited until the invention of the personal computer and internet).
Sheila and I still have many friends (and a few family members) that have not heard our cockamamie stories (and thereby they have remained our friends and family members). Nevertheless, I finally decided it was time to capture the precious memoir for all time on paper (and screen and possibly google glass).
My manuscript is done and I am currently in the editing + revising process.
Meanwhile, our Rolling Stone stalking continues as time and funds permit . . .