Author envy

It bears repeating that if I could be someone else, that person would be Eloisa James. Let me count the ways I am pea green over her life.

First, she writes the most delightful romance novels. I, on the other hand, start writing them but never finish.

Second, she is a college professor-tenured, mind you-of English literature, specifically Shakespeare.

Third, she is married to an Italian knight (I am not making this up) who is also a professor, and she and her family  frequently visit his mother in Tuscany. Tuscany. Sigh.

Fourth, she spent a year living in Paris and wrote a book about that experience. She’s currently spending a year in London, visiting the Globe Theater and other literary landmarks, and will no doubt write another successful book.

I really hope I don’t develop a head like a dog for these feelings…

From the Wikipedia entry on the Seven Deadly Sins:

Envy
Arch in the nave with a gothic fresco from 1511 of a man with a dog-head, which symbolizes envy (Dalbyneder Church (da), Denmark)

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What a piece of work is man

Let me say immediately I love, love, love Cora Carmack’s book Losing It.  I am far from a twenty-something, yet all the feelings of being part of a young theater crowd came rushing back. The heroine of the novel Bliss is a believable combination of insecurity and smart mouth. The hero Garrick says just exactly what every girl wishes her boyfriend would. And in a British accent. Even the cat is funny.