I'm so excited to share the fabulous cover of Snow Whyte and the Queen of Mayhem with you. Here is just a random fact about the making of this cover. On the first version, an apple with a bite taken out of it was on the ground near Kat's head. When asked to give my thoughts about the cover I said it was pretty awesome except for the apple. Why? There are no poisoned apples in this version. There are apples, but no poisoned ones. So here is the cover minus the apple. Kat looks a little older and more experienced than she really is, and I'm not exactly sure when her ear was pierced (perhaps Jalb did it--I can see him doing something like that) but there she is. I absolutely love the mirror, which plays a more important role in this story than in other versions. In fact, the mirror tells the story, or at least, the man in the mirror does. How on earth did I end up at Michael Jackson? Oh well. Enjoy!
Monday, June 18, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
I haven't done any events for a while because I've been a writing maniac, but I have two this weekend. For some reason I have never had a signing in my home town. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that there isn't a bookstore in the whole city. There used to be, but it is now a Pepper Belly's restaurant. (I wouldn't mind signing there as long as I got to eat a chicken bacon ranch tostada.) Here are the details: Friday night I'll be signing books at the Layton Seagull from 5:30-7:30 and Saturday I will be at Kaysville Heritage Park ALL DAY LONG for the annual arts festival. So please stop by. If you already have a book, bring it by and I'll sign it. I'll be next to the YOGOTOGO booth, because frozen yogurt is an art form after all.
Friday, June 8, 2012
When I graduated from college ten years ago I had been working on two majors but was only able to finish one before my husband and I moved to Colorado. I've always wanted to go back and finish those last six classes so that's what I've been working on. Let me introduce you to my new friends.
Meet William Butler Yeats. He's in love with a phantom and writes poetry about how depressing it is to live, love and grow old. It took me a while, but I've really come to appreciate his poetry. One of my favorite poems of his is To the Rose upon the Rood of Time.
Meet Mina Loy, a beautiful woman whose hypersensitivity to things most of the world turns away from gave us poems like Hot Cross Bum and Letters of the Unliving.
And my personal favorite...William Blake, who came to change a world that wasn't quite ready for him. You would probably recognize his poem The Tyger.
It's nostalgic reading poetry. Somehow I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed it. I may even take a poetry writing workshop for one of my other classes, but I probably won't be sharing any of it here.
WHO'S YOUR FAVORITE POET?