Three Days Until

Noticed some pundits making statements lately on how all these bloggers need editors. Heh. They’re missing the point. Blogging is both communication and (as another blogger so deftly put it) primal scream. It’s staking out territory. It’s writing letters to friends that you don’t have time to talk to or to see. It’s the shirker’s “yop” before the dustspeck hits the boiling water. All and none. Editing’s nice. Good spelling, proper punctuation and clear sentence structure are all beautiful things. It’s something different for every writer.

There’s a rant asking to be born here. Sadly, I’ve got to wake the Nizzibet and do some artwork.

Four Days Until

Got to limber up my dishwashing skills at the Nordic Heritage Museum last night. I don’t think I’d want to do it again for a living but it was fun for the hour or so I spent at it.

Five Days Before

Got some inking done last night. Might be able to get some more work done this morning if the coffee kicks in.

I’m helping out Nizzibet at the Nordic Heritage Museum tonight for one of their Volunteer Appreciation Dinners so I probably won’t get much done tonight. Tomorrow I’ll be doing a run to Deseret Industries to pass along some of our furniture.

Six Days Until

Drawing. Doing chores. Fitting a little bit of writing in. First Cauldron story will be a couple of pages longer than I’d planned. Still on track for January 1st.

Seven Day Until

While going through the garage we discovered a couple of bedframes, including one with wheels. So we’ve switched out the plywood and cinder block combo that we originally used to create Aged Mother’s bed. Now, if she doesn’t like where the bed is, moving it will be a snap.

We cleaned out the kitchen nook and set up the old table that Nizzibet “antiqued” years ago. The chairs that go with it will need a little work. Being out in the garage has caused the cloth to mildew and that will need replacing. Just need a screw driver and a glue gun for that. I don’t think I threw away the glue gun.

And all our books are up on shelves again. I pulled an old shelf set-up out of the cupboard. Dinged up my thumb putting it together. Much book organizing to do in those moments when I don’t feel like doing anything.

And the lawn must be mowed today. Oh joy.

Eight Days Before

More furniture rearrangement today. Amazing how many things want to move once they see the other kids getting to stand in new places.

Nine Days Before

Spent some time this morning setting my drawing table and bringing my “in-progress” project clutter downstairs. I’ve been doing most of my drawing lately on the dining room table and leaving half a dozen projects on various shelves “until I get around to them”. Bleh. So unprofessional.

I’ll still probably do a lot of drawing upstairs. I’ve just now got a workspace downstairs to store pieces when I’m not actually working on them.

Ten Days Until

Nothing to add to the above. Much artwork to complete. Much coffee to drink.

Whatever Happened to Felicity Savage?

I’m reading Ever by Felicity Savage. I’m enjoying it quite a bit. It’s fantasy more in the China Mieville (for example) variety than the Tolkienesque sort. Urban, alternate world, non-heroic stuff. It was published in 1998 so I think it predates Mieville. Her bio indicates that she had many other projects in mind. I haven’t found anything published by her since Ever. She doesn’t seem to have died.

Eleven Days Before

Taking stuff from the garage to D.I. tonight. Three vacuum cleaners, two weed eaters, maybe some chairs. It depends on what fits in the car.