I've been wondering how I'm going to do this.
Um, let's see. I've been working on this brand new project, and it takes A LOT of time.
It's not like my usual stuff. For one thing, if this project gets published, it won't be for 20 or so years. But I love it anyway, more than anything else I've ever attempted.
It zaps my energy, though, and leaves me capable of not much else.
Here's a picture of how far I've gotten:
So there you go.
Lately, I've been in that proverbial room where artists go to be flogged by their muse, where they can be alone with their project to create.
I've missed you bloggees, so I'm getting back on my blogging wagon. I've seen so many words that I've wanted to share. Like these ones:
"No man is ever rich enough to buy back his past."
(Thanks for that, Liz. I never responded but it obviously meant a lot to me.)
Have you been sidetracked by Life lately? It happens. You're forgiven. Now write.