The other day, I pulled out my colored pencils for the first time since February. Let me just say, holding my pencils in my hand again was like coming home after a long, long journey.
Cheesy, I know. But seriously, I hadn't realized just how long it had been since drawing last, or just how much I missed it.
My muse and I have been on bad terms, lately. I think she missed my colored pencils, too, and has been rudely taking it out on me. I was finally typing up the very last chapter of that dang book I mention writing every so often, and was ready for that final fight between good and evil and all that...
But the last 84 pages I'd written - everything since May - were complete and total crap, so I dumped them in the trash and stepped away from the computer for a few days, in desperate need of a breather.
A custom illustration came at the perfect time.
And remember a million years ago, when I had that giveaway for Alphabet prints? Well... guess what's on the drawing board?
Well, whatever I come up with for the letter V, I'm just happy to be scribbling again!
Looking forward to showing you my finished illustrations soon!
And as for that book I've been hacking away at... my muse is in better spirits this week. On with the end!