Good Luck and Stuff: Writing and Illustrating a Book

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(Book cover draft for my upcoming book “This is Fine. We’re Fine.”)

I’ve been creating comics about my life and about other things I find funny for about 3 years now. I started out drawing comics on paper and scanning them (yuck). Now I use a tablet and illustration software (yay!). Like most artists, it’s taken me a long time to find my style. There are infinite possibilities when it comes to art, which is simultaneously awesome and intimidating. Not that I can compare myself to Picasso, but I feel like i’m going through the same sort of thing that he did. I began my artistic career doing very realistic work. Horses in particular have always been some of my favorite things to paint. Now i’m primarily a comic artist, drawing pretty unrealistic things for the sake of comedy. Obviously Picasso didn’t draw comics so much as he painted whatever the hell he wanted to because he didn’t like being told how to create art (go, Picasso!), but you see my point. This is not where I started.

So now I’ve decided to throw myself into the deep end of the pool by attempting to write and illustrate a book. It isn’t so much that I think the whole world will love what I create and I’ll become famous, but that I believe humor has great power to change people and brighten their day, and I have the power to do that through something as simple as a book.

This is going to take me a lot more time than I’m accustomed to taking on a project. I am impatient and work fast, and I wont be able to do that with this book. Writing and drawing with quality takes time, so that’s what I’m going to give this project. Fingers crossed that I come out of this feeling like I’ve accomplished what I wanted to, even if only two people (probably my parents) buy the book. Wish me luck and stuff.

 

Housework

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I know that I should be better about housework, but I’m not. I’m pretty terrible at it actually. My poor husband rarely gets to come home to a spotless house. The problem is that I’m a creatively driven person. That basically means that when I get an idea in my head, I have to execute that idea. It could be as small as putting an entry in my journal, or making a vlog or blog, or creating art, or coming up with new ways to improve my business. It could be any combination of those sorts of things. Whatever the inspired task that I give myself is, it trumps housework. It trumps housework every time.

Thankfully for me, I have a husband that tolerates my lack of interest in housework. He doesn’t necessarily love it, but he tolerates it. I think that as long as he comes home to his family and we’re all healthy and happy, and there’s a plan in the works for dinner, he’s a happy dude. One of the many reasons that I love him so much.

Growing up my mom and dad kept our house pretty clean. My room and my brother’s rooms and our bathroom might have been a different story, but I remember my mom being good about cleaning pretty regularly. The point is that I don’t come by my lack of affection for housework honestly. It’s just something that I have never made my priority. I almost need to throw a party once a month to force me to clean. That isn’t going to happen, but it’s a thought. I clean a little here and there and when we have guests over I clean as much as I can. I both envy and pity the people who have a beautiful, spotless house. I envy them because, who doesn’t love a nice, clean house? I pity them because I know how much time and effort it takes to keep a house perfectly clean.

My husband and I joke that we could have a clean house, or dogs and kids. We chose dogs and kids. Also, I’m bad at cleaning which doesn’t help.