Seriously? Do I mean I’m done with Shrapnel? Isn’t that what I said last week? And the week before? Why should you even believe me this time? Well, let me tell you…
Shrapnel
Bipolar Sundaes and Roller Coasters
Wow. I haven’t been here since October 2nd? Well, I’ve been entirely buried in Shrapnel, just like I said I’d be. Lisa Teasley will be taking my manuscript sometime near the beginning of next month to edit, and hopefully shorten, and then give it back. Then I’ll see if I have any semblance of a book. I’ve obviously been very impatient these last few months, and especially weeks. I’ve probably been a bit annoying writing about going through this whole process – but I just want to say to any readers out there, thank you for bearing with me.
I Digress…And This is Long
I’ll talk a bit about some art stuff, but then – I’m just warning you – I’ll then be going on a long, extensive twiddle-twaddle about the book. It’s because October is here and it’s the last leg in my plan before I get this thing off to my editor, but I digress. First, here’s where that watercolor is. It’s not much further along than where it was last time we spoke. It’s been a slow progression because I’ve been busy with other things.
What Happened To Me?
What happened to me is that I had to come back from my residency early. Honestly, the landscape was beautiful and all, but I was having a mental health emergency. It had something to do with the cabin not having the right kind of light to paint by – or something.
With a Nameless Horse
Oops. This should have posted on the 10th:
Greetings from Yucca Valley! I am staying at one of the Joshua Tree Highland Artist’s Residency sites this month, specifically the Rieman House in Flamingo Heights, about 25 minutes from the Joshua Tree National Park.
