Journal Entry: Mon Oct 28, 2013, 4:06 PM
So I have this new idea for a book and so I thought to myself, "Self, you've always wanted to try this NaNoWriMo thing, and here's your idea!" And it's true, especially after giving the 24 hour comic challenge a shot, this was always next on the bucket list. So I poked around at the rules and unfortunately they are a bit strict and my book idea doesn't gel with the qualifications. I was bummed. None the less, I'm expecting I can bang out 50,000 plus a few cartoons and have a book ready to self-publish at the end of November. So even though I can't officially play along, I'll be giving it a go along side many of you more seasoned writers. And now, through the wonders of the internet, you all can watch I was bitch, moan, cry or maybe even share my triumph over the 50,000 word goal in November. Wish me luck! For the record, this is absolutely the last book anyone is expecting from me. So watch this space for exciting developments!
Meanwhile, in other news I did live caricatures at another of those zombie events and set a new personal "record" for myself. Of course I would have preferred I didn't set THIS one. First consider that I went into the event with only 2 hours sleep, so I kicked off the event with that obstacle in the way. I wound up drawing for 8 and 1/ hours straight
96 and six and a half was the previous record) That's zero stopping. No potty breaks, no cit chat. Just taking time to look up and see who I'm drawing and make sure tips stay in the tip jar. About 7 hours in, it started getting cold out. During the next half hour, I was about half certain I was having a heart attack -- no kidding -- but it was probably heart burn or what ever a person gets when they don't eat and go around all sleep deprived. no one seemed to care as long as folks in line got their drawing. Then the sun dropped, and I noticed I was actually shaking. From the cold? Exhaustion? Who know, I'm not a doctor. I was ready to pack it in because I couldn't actually see people to draw them., but most people in the crowd all had those handy dandy cell phone flashlights. Lucky me. So I reluctantly drew a couple more and finally hit that 8 1/2 hour mark. Why put myself through all this you ask? Because I'm still otherwise unemployed (thanks, Obama). Freelance art is the only thing paying the bills so if people want to give me money to draw silly pictures you can bet I'm going to oblige them until I pass out. Which I nearly did. So there. At least I'm out there living the life. Weeeee.
So what's up with you? How you all been hangin'?
Listening to: The Eden House
Reading: The Purpose Driven Life
Drinking: Carrot apple and ginger juice.