Work’s slowed down for the afternoon, so I’m going to sit here and babble about writing and stuff for a while. 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 whole lot of babbling about writing
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.