I woke this morning to my alarm at 7:30, but I didn't get up. Usually that's not an option, but Orion is off track for school this month. Still, I had a long list of things to do. Orion's birthday party is tomorrow and I have a lot of work to do in the shop if I want to keep the bills paid. I remind myself that I'm of the 'privileged poor.' Being an artist, I will likely always struggle to get by. On the other hand, I do what I love. Generally, it's the art that propels me. Some days, like this morning, I feel made of lead and only the persistence of cats got me out of bed and into my robe, shuffling to the kitchen to make coffee.
So here I am, with coffee, messy hair, old robe, cats fed and off to do whatever. I'd like to go back to bed and read. That's not going to happen.
What I will do is tell you about the book. Why this morning? Why not wait until after the weekend? Because then there will be something else, and then something else. I know that to make this book, I can't do it in a vacuum. There's always going to be a clogged sink, dental appointment, cut-off notice, cat catastrophe, laundry, dishes, runny noses or the blues.
So. I'm an artist. Long before I was an artist, I was a reader... If you click Kickstarter or the link at the top of the page, you can read about what's got me burning the midnight oil. I'll be adding to the page. I'm nearly ready to launch. The final step is to make a short video.
That said, I'm going to finish my coffee - now cold, of course - hit the shower and get this day going. I've got a tenth birthday to celebrate! And a house to clean, orders to pack.... Sheesh!
Thanks for reading and please don't hesitate to comment or suggest. I'll take all the help I can get.
Actually - do comment, if just to say you're interested. Or what might make you more so. I'm nerdy enough to have no doubt that all information is valuable.
--your artist, a little nervous