I've been in Indiana all week visting family and my grandmother in particular who is not doing well at all. If only we didn't need these pesky hips. When I break mine, I hope it's doing a saucy salsa or running from a mountain lion, something adventurous.
So I'm back and have another purse to show...but I'll be posting pictures later, of my purse and the sweet black kitty that befriended Mom and I while in Indiana. I'm about to sign off to finish typing the rest of the novel that I have written in longhand. I feel like the what I have now of the novel is the pencil sketch. Soon I'll be outlining it in ink, and then I'll add the color and dimensions. At least that's how I feel it's working, not necessarily how I intended it to go. This is the longest I have worked on any project, and the longest any project has been. I'm in uncharted territory and it has been an adventure figuring out how to make it into a real story. It's like raising a child (I imagine), in that I thought I knew how to do it because so many have done it before me, but turns out I don't have a clue! And I'm just bumbling along, doing the best I can and hoping it won't hate me when it's a teenager.
I am enjoying the ride though. And at least with this child, I don't have to deal with diapers.
1 comment:
I love your attitude about breaking your hip! Though I really recommend taking calcium and hoping that you don't ever have to experience breaking any bones in old age.
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