Since I sold Nurk, I’ve been gettin’ the occasional e-mail about “How do I get published?” which scares the livin’ crap out of me because–dude–I’ve sold ONE book to a major publisher, and a couple to a small press. I am not rippin’ up the charts. (Yet.) I twitch when people write me asking how […]
Monthly Archives: October 2006
I had just finished levelling my druid to 54 when James appeared, wringing his hands and giggling. “Hmmm?” “It just hit me!” “What?” “If a bear–if bears–if–” I waited. James gets a little incoherent when a really great idea has him. “If a bear can ride a bicycle, why can’t he steal a car?!” Once […]
Woke up this morning with a sore lower back–my right lower lumbar was in pain. Of course, today was the day that this painting HAD TO BE WORKED ON. It wanted to be worked on NOW. If I did not work on it NOW, it might not be around later. So I worked on it, […]
So, the time has come. We’re gonna get another cat. After Loki died, we moved immediately, and then we were in a fairly small rental, so it never quite seemed like time. However, now we have a big house, and Athena is obviously getting increasingly bored and lonely during the day–I’m good for snuggling, but […]
Six word stories from some of the greats, via bluelang http://wired.com/wired/archive/14.11/sixwords.html Of course, then I gotta try my hand at it… “Deity wanted. Inquire within. Uniform provided.”
…when you have a particularly good month, and you don’t think “Yay! I can buy stuff!” you think “Yay! I can make a bigger mortgage payment!”
I rarely plug Digger over here, figuring that if you want to read it, you’ve found it by now, but today’s Digger features a brief shot of a blobby baby wombat in diapers, and…well…y’know. http://www.graphicsmash.com/comics/digger.php
Ah, technical experiments…the last refuge of an unproductive artist. If someone hasn’t said that already, consider it said. I got nuthin’. I got a painting 3/4ths done and no motivation. I’ll finish it–James likes it–but at the moment…nuthin’. So I went over to the art supply store, grabbed some more pen nibs and some oil […]
I just watched “Heathers.” Ah, nothin’ like the classics. I recall, about a thousand years ago, some law or other making it highly suspicious and likely to be investigated if anyone anywhere wrote about blowing up schools. I posted something to the effect of “Does this mean that we’ll never see “Heathers” anymore?” To which […]
Celadon’s viewpoint always seems to be rather grimmer than Sings-to-Trees–which makes a certain sense, granted the sort of life she’s apparently led–and yet I can’t escape the feeling that she’s got a far more developed sense of humor. Funny how that works out.