“Just write something,” said Book.
“Just write something,” said Book. “It doesn’t matter what, we’ll edit it later.”
“OK,” agreed Pencil.
Book looked at the mark on the paper.
Pencil looked at the mark on the paper.
Mark on the paper didn’t move. It didn’t form itself into words or even letters, it was just there…
Happy Birthday Belle and also to your book...
Happy 21st Birthday Belle ex racehorse
The art of being busy and productive…
Rewrites are done, now for the illustrations
...and all this talk about sleep and being tired is definitely making me sleepy. zzz
Dear Abyss
Rewrites
How many rewrites does it take to make a book? I’ll let you know when it’s finished… maybe.
...would it be so bad to let some of the plates crash to the floor?
Let’s do this, let’s pull up a new blank page and fill it with words