Green-Eyed Jealousy (the artistic kind)

Okay, I admit it: I get jealous sometimes. Not in relationships, not with money, but with creative things. Madly jealous. It started in seventh grade when I noticed a 'friend' had better art skills than me. This feeling built in my gut like I wanted to push her off a cliff and watch vultures rip her fingers off. I've kind of sort of gotten over this, but not completely. There's this new movie coming out called The Age of Adaline about a young woman who receives the fountain of youth from a horrible car wreck (cleverly mixed with a bolt of lighting), and it's got me feeling a bit uneasy. Cool stuff and I should have thought of it! Back five years ago when that whole time travel, non-ending life thing was going around, I did try to come up with something similar, but was fully steeped in Seekers mode. Except, oh yeah, wait, that's totally what I was doing. The Soul Seekers and The Time Seekers are all about time and history and a young woman stuck in the middle of it all; never-ending life and love. Not to brag or anything, but I can't help but notice the similarities to Emma and William in the movie (I mean, the male lead really looks a lot like William. Hot.) But is that a bad thing? No. It's actually really great. My hope is that whoever watches the film will hunger for more . . .  and promptly go out and buy my novels!

 The Holy Grail

Shew, glad I got that off my chest!

So . . . have you ever felt the heavy, sick, evil pangs of jealousy with any person or any thing in your life, and what did you do about it? 

Peace.