I am absolutely green with envy at the moment. Green, I tell you! I'm listening to Joshilyn Jackson's A Grown-Up Kind of Pretty while I'm driving all over hell and back in northern California. It is so good that it's making me almost seethe. It's funny and smart and absorbing and so full of emotion and love that it's nearly overwhelming.
Not only is it flipping' fantastic, she's reading it and doing an awesome job. Some people have too much talent.
This is exactly EXACTLY the kind of book I want to write next. I am so jealous that she is already.
Professional jealousy is a topic that comes up on occasion in writers groups. It can be a really destructive force. In this case, I'm really hoping it's a positive one. I don't want anything bad to befall Joshilyn. In fact, I want her to keep writing so I can keep listening and reading. What I want is to take this book, rip it apart into little tiny pieces and figure out how she did what she did so that I can do it, too.
So anybody you're jealous of? Has it been a good thing or a bad thing?
P.S. Maureen, look at me getting the paragraph breaks in their correctly like a big girl!!!!