Tuesday and I sit in my study, typing out things furiously getting annoyed with my graphic designer and making additions to the flow chart of my personal hell that is my side project which seems to be unending. It's a labour of love I tell myself.
I have to decide on colour schemes, make a few drawings for the cover art, and even some for the inside art and I am going crazy.
Right, Tuesday and I have been amiss here in this space which I so love.
It seems the more time I devote to my work the lesser time I have for other things which are equally important.
As I type this, my felines meow to let their need for food be known as it's a bit past their dinner time and what are they if not always hungry?
My neck is a bit better but I have to be more mindful for a while as it may slip into the zone of total fucked up which I am trying to avoid.
I mean all I do is sit with my work for a couple hours and it eats into my time for cooking dinner. Can't a girl just have it all? Make her cake, ice it, eat it and throw away the rest? No?
Hope is beginning to paw and climb on my desk as a way of reminding me to do my duties.
More, soon.
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