Envy

Well, I finally finished the Twilight Saga. And today, while I was at the mall, Borders, and Target, I saw Twilight books, posters, costume jewelry, and CDs everywhere. I admit it: I'm jealous of Stephenie Meyer.

Why am I jealous of Steaphenie Meyer? Because she's living my fantasy life. The one where I write romance and get rich.

Being a poet is cool. And so is being a grad student. But being Stephenie Meyer would be way better.

Maybe I should put aside this frustrating poetry ms and revisit my old novel ideas. Hmmm...

Saturday Snapshots

Had a thesis meeting with Mary today. I asked her what she thought my book cover should look like (b/c there will be a book someday!), and we were both thinking black and white with lots of weeds. She thought little girl and broken down barn. I don't have any little girls around these days, but I do know a couple of barns. (Hmm, maybe Mary has a little girl I could borrow...) I started wandering around my folks' place with my camera and here's what I ended up with:

Of course, I don't think I'm vain enough to use my own photograph for my book-cover-to-be, but I was feeling inspired. Here's a few more (not future book covers):

Is it crazy

that I really want to be a part of this?