It's official, NYC, I'm heading your way. I only ask, dear future city, that you're accepting, bursting with manuscripts and magazines, and laugh at my jokes. Can you do that?
See you in June.
Thank you, Troy Dyer, the Reality Bites character who says the line made famous first by Shakespeare, and a couple hundred years later, by John Steinbeck. I first saw Reality Bites a couple of weeks back, and at the same time was finishing Steinbeck's last novel, "The Winter of Our Discontent."
The novel, which plainly describes the moral unrest at the tail end of the 1950's, follows Ethan Allen Hawley, who, apparently, is one of the most analyzed characters in modern American lit. Hawley, whose dialogue with characters is drenched in lighthearted quick wit, inwardly struggles with serious ethical decisions that define his sense of self-worth and the rustling cultural atmosphere of his small Northeastern town.
In Reality Bites, Ethan Hawke plays Troy Dyer, a well-read but lazy college graduate, who is torn between taking an entry level corporate job like his friends (which he considers "selling out"), or playing in his band.
One day, as Dyer and his roommates sit on their time-worn couches and drink cheap beer, the phone rings. He answers by saying the aforementioned line. The caller is his roommate's new boyfriend, a change (like many others) for which he has much disdain.
Both of these stories came into my life at an interesting time: one in which my threshold for change will be tested ad infinitum. I don't care if the critics think Steinbeck's themes of morality and change were too apparent; I think they are important to digest at some point, for everyone.
So, dear readers, I leave you with a note on change from Steinbeck (from "The Winter..", p. 12):
"A day, a livelong day, is not one thing but many. It changes not only in growing light toward zenith and decline again, but in texture and mood, in tone and meaning, warped by a thousand factors of season, of heat and cold, of still or multi wind, torqued by odors, tastes and the fabrics of ice or grass, of bud or leaf or black-drawn naked limbs. And as a day changes so do its subjects, bugs and birds, cats, dogs, butterflies and people."
The makings of the perfect graduation dress:
-lightweight
-light pink
-a floral pattern
-knee length
-makes me look amazing.
Get on it, detective readers.
Here are two dresses from Anthropologie that might just fit the bill. What do you think? Help a girl.
The first is called the "speckled ink" dress" and the second is the "optimist" dress, and is very appropriately titled for the occasion.
Hello, kind readers.
Here's an update on the wonderful world of prototype magazines for Meredith:
We're looking at a final product composed of a little more than 50 pages, about one fifth of which will be ads. We're currently working on our first drafts of editorial -- each team member is in charge of a department and must contribute to or write a feature. My department is Sips, and in it I'll feature recipes for drinks with floral ingredients. For example, my favorite is a lavender and mint hot chocolate recipe. You'd drink it, wouldn't you? I would. Everyday.
Our team of designers, Breanna, Julie and Laura, are busily working on templates for the departments, and the publishing team could not be more excited about their work.
What we're still working on:
-A more complete media kit.
-List of potential advertisers.
-Editorial copy.
-Images -- some of which we'll shoot ourselves, others will be pulled from Meredith's stock images (thanks, Meredith!).
-A prospectus.
Check back for more updates on the capstone project, and quite obviously, you'll all get to see the final product (in pdf format.)
Image kindly borrowed from abrightercandle.com