For a year now I’ve been drawing pictures in my weblog calendar, little messages for the sharp of eye. It gave me a writing schedule, a higher purpose, a secret delight. In the beginning the calendar picture was the only thing to seek, but as the year progressed I added more—hidden messages, humble gifts. I love that some people have sought and found them. It’s like we’re sharing a secret and exchanging knowing looks. Except… now I feel like my…
My computer was held hostage over the weekend. It spent 24 hours rendering, and at the end of those hellish hours, I was supposed to hand over a thousand words, 6000 pixels wide and 4800 pixels high, with absolutely no cops involved. If I didn’t, then I was never to see my computer again. What a harrowing experience. Anyway, I got my computer back, but the kidnappers were never found. After I post this, I will search for them on…
Tweedle Dee exits the bathroom, A Tale of Two Cities in hand. TWEEDLE DEE: I can’t believe I waited so long to read this. It’s sooo good. TWEEDLE DUM: Dickens? TWEEDLE DEE: Yeah. I just finished it. Sydney Carton is the best! He gave up his life for Darnay. TWEEDLE DUM: Oh, yes. Sydney Carton. He became a big hero, and children all over the world wore his portrait around their necks. It was the first time a Carton appeared…
I had a longer weekend than usual. I added a few of my vacation days to the normal two-day weekend for a much needed break, and I’ve come to this conclusion: Every week should consist of two work days and five days of weekend. Swear to God. The world would be such a happy, wonderful place if that were so. People could actually get things done and have some fun—imagine that! Just yesterday, I managed to sell my books, watch…
Two projects down, six more projects to go. I’m on a roll. Send the work my way! Now I want to do science fiction and children’s book covers. Share this post: