When I was a freshman in college, I dressed up as Tinker Bell for my Halloween costume and went to the Butler Halloween Party. There, I met a fascinating young lady dressed as the most convincing vampiress you have ever seen. I’m not joking, this girl had fangs that jutted out and they were horrifyingly realistic.
I found out she lived in my building, so we hung out together. We talked about our woes of college and of boys, and our deepest and most passionate talents. I was a writer, and she was an artist.
I was a flower princess. She was the queen of dark. But our differences only made our bond grow stronger. Once I dressed her in my clothes, and lo and behold – she made them look better than I could! I was not a very convincing goth girl, I found.
My concentration was in English, and hers was in Art. She could whip up an image more beautiful than I had ever imagined. I don’t understand why some folks didn’t groove with her style. The darker colors were gorgeous just the way she presented them.
As I surveyed her talent, I studied my own, which is writing. At that time, I was working on my fourth book. One day, it occurred to us that all writers, if they ever expect to have a book published, will need to have an artist.
As the years went on, she found a significant other and graduated, and I did both as well. She moved away and I’ve missed her dearly ever since. She was in my wedding in May as one of my bridesmaids. Then, recently, I discovered that I have a chance to see my books published – I have hope.
I contacted her immediately, and she graciously agreed to illustrate my books. I couldn’t be happier. I think it’s a dream come true for both of us.
So this one’s for Dian – the awesomest and most lovable vampiress I will ever have the pleasure to meet. I love you, Di!