denial

Hi, I am totally procrastinating today. If I’m miserable on Friday night, it’s my own fault for not putting the pedal to the metal or whatnot. I’m still producing some form of writing despite my best efforts. I’ve written 1500 words so far today and made a pretty time consuming piece of photoshop art, oh it’s a little embarassing but I’ll show you anyway. Click here to see my pegasus. My book is slowly but steadily writing itself today as I daydream about the funner things in life, like beautiful plastic lobsters. The fire under my ass seems to be on a picnic today with my brain. They are having a grand old time together.

I am really in love with paper and pastels right now. I’ve been thinking, after this crazy book thing is done, I want to devote myself to working on paper, panel, encaustic, pastel, and caran d’ache. I don’t know what’s going to come out of me but I’m so excited to find out. I am so looking forward to November 18th (my book’s 100% due date). Uh oh! The “list” continues. Tom laughs at me every time I’m near the end of a project, I start making a verbal list of all the things I’m going to do when I’m free again. It’s probably why I’m rarely free. Hmmmm.