Remember that song that says "I want to be the girl with the most cake"? At this moment, I think I can safely say - I am that girl. My freezer is packed with desserts in their various stages of completion. Book aftermath, I call it. There's one cake in particular that I had special feelings for (cake is emotional, okay?) and felt it could realize greatness before my manuscript was turned in.
Then, I fell in love and my creative energy returned. The object of my affection? The artwork of Su Blackwell. Her re-purposed book sculptures are so beautiful, they made me feel good about life after having seen them. Dramatic, I know. It can't be helped. Just look at them.
Not long after, I was digging out the cake that never knew greatness for a second attempt.
This cake is loosely based on her book scupture "The Quiet American". Although my version is nowhere near as beautiful (or permanent) as hers, mine probably tastes a lot better *wink.