I turned 29 last week, and spent the weekend celebrating with family (my twin brother) and friends (a fraternity brother from college). We had a good time just hanging out – watching tv, eating sushi and speaking of old times.
I’m not going to sit here and say that 29 is old, because most people I know would love to be 29 again. But with the big 3-0 looming around the corner, I do feel a lot older than I felt last year. There’s something about turning 30 that makes you realize that you’re an adult, whether you want to be or not. My body isn’t as limber as it used to be. My eyesight is getting worse every year. While at OU last month for my book discussion, one of the guys called me Mr. Johnson. I rolled my eyes and told him to call me Varian. It wasn’t until I did the math that I realized that when I was in college, this guy was in 3th grade.
FYI – I haven’t heard anything back from the Delacorte contest (which is good, I guess). I did participate in an online SCBWI chat with Krista Marino, an editor at Delacorte last Wednesday. She didn’t talk about the contest much, but she did give out a lot of good information about Delacorte and her personal tastes. If your an SCBWI member, check out the website for transcripts of the chat.
And to my Sister-In-Law: Yes, we watched Fantastic Four this weekend, and yes, Jessica Alba is BEAUTIFUL.