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| There she blows |
I confess to two things today, the first is that I can't write the Monsters book. The second is that I have written it (I think). But when is a book written and not. I could do with another year to do both the Bogeyman and the Monsters and I promised myself I wouldn't write like I have again. But you know, I think that is what I do. I think and think and think and think and then I go wooosh - make the connections. I don't have a bone in my body that doesn't ache and a brain cell left to twist the tiddliest sense out of. Although today I did my first piece of artwork for the book. I wonder will it pass muster because you see I have a 100% record. I published my first ever song; academic article; film; picture book; poem; academic book... hoo I am running out of firsts so here is my first picture, I hope the publisher likes it, otherwise my days of firsts may be numbered, sigh... I think they already are. The picture is a pencil drawing of an oil well for my new book and the song, well we live by it...
