...it was mostly pictures.

I had to catch up on the weekend by completing 6 pages today. I eloquently procrastinated about it for most the day until I had the strong urge to draw pictures (someone got me started on it late last night). So I drew about my day and it was incredibly fulfilling.

Meaningless Musings

Writing tonight was more of a drunken and self indulgent mirror image of myself than a creative process. Musings on which constellations our sun is a part of when viewed from other worlds. I like to imagine we're in somewhat of a starfish pattern.

3 pages down, 177 to go

actually, 2 pages down, but I promise I'll finish the last one tomorrow. Maybe I'll write five just to bank a page for when I'm lazy in the future. Yeah that's right, I'm anticipating procrastination.