Work’s slowed down for the afternoon, so I’m going to sit here and babble about Talked to my artist about artwork for Chance; she’s going to try to finish up the last 2 pages (of the first 5). I’m going to submit to Image — well. That’ll depend on whether she’s up for doing a piece of cover art, probably, and I’m going to pitch it to Terry Moore because it can’t /hurt/. :) If I had time/money/resources/a brain? I might try to go a self-publishing route. Actually, I’m virtually…
right bastardly
oh, that’s right bastardly of Marvel. Instead of putting up a page on their Epic information page that says ‘We’ve stopped taking submissions’ they pulled the page entirely. No information at all, just a 404. That’s right bastardly.
good news
Good news: most of the stupid work site stuff has been resolved. Bad news: I haven’t written anything today. Good news: I walked four miles. Bad news: I haven’t written anything today. I should at least go change the kitty litter, which isn’t a difficult task and is on my list of thinks to do today. Of course, so is writing. miles to Rivendell: 255
I feel…
I feel as though I should have some things to say. However, I don’t really seem to. OTOH, Trent has a wonderful picture of what ANGLES reminded him of. And goodness gracious but I’m hungry. Off to the salt mines to try to make broken stuff work.
feeling accomplished
I’m feeling accomplished, perhaps because I had nothing on my list of things to do this weekend. :) Chanti and I went on a 2.5 mile walk today, and she was VERY GOOD, which made me happy. I’ve read 3 books this weekend, which means I’m… let’s see. There were actually 97 books on the shelves including the one I’d already taken off to read on Friday, so 97 minus the fifteen that are Ted’s is 82 minus three is 79 so hey, look, I’ve read almost 20 books! That…