And I like the dirt that's on your knees.
Oh, man, has it been a busy week.
I'm currently working on a commission that will hopefully be done by tomorrow. The ink is drying and that always takes a long time, especially the outline. So between sketching it out and outlining it, I was able to do some work of my own. Two brand new pieces have been added to my Deviantart collection and I've been doing a lot of writing on the side. While THERE IS NO SHADOW is getting some surgery, I am writing a short story that may be entered in a contest.
So yeah, my week's been pretty packed. When my back's better, I'll be able to manage my time more properly, but, as it stands, I have to let my back determine what I can do and when I can do it. It's frustrating, but I never thought I'd be here. The fact that I can even sit up to do my work is a miracle, so I can't complain.
It's been a good week (possibly more?) since I've had any sort of feed back from an agent. I'm a little worried, but still moving forward. Someone out there is bound to love my novel.
I only hope it's sooner rather than later.
Job hunting has been a major joke, which is another reason I've dived so deeply into my creative outlets. When I become published, it'll be paying my bills, but until then, I have to find a way to get by. Unfortunately, no one wants to hire me; the last few job interviews I attended, I was asked if I could lift up at least twenty five or fifty pounds. Sigh. I can't. I still don't know how to lift with my legs so I'm not supposed to be lifting anything at all. Having a bad back and no heavy job experience is no bueno-- people don't take you seriously and sure as hell don't want to hire you.
Thus, I'm trying to draw and write as much as possible. If I can get my talent out there, someone is going to notice. I just want to be able to afford my own place where I can actually cook my meals in a clean kitchen, shower in a clean bathroom, and cuddle with my cats in every room of my home. My living situation isn't ideal at the moment, but I am eternally grateful to not be on the street and to have my cats with me. That's about the only perk to this place-- having a roof over my head and my cats'. But that's better than nothing and some people have nothing at all.
One day I will be out of here and I hope my writing can get me there.
Antton, the Aaxte by ~AliceSpades on deviantART
I'm currently working on a commission that will hopefully be done by tomorrow. The ink is drying and that always takes a long time, especially the outline. So between sketching it out and outlining it, I was able to do some work of my own. Two brand new pieces have been added to my Deviantart collection and I've been doing a lot of writing on the side. While THERE IS NO SHADOW is getting some surgery, I am writing a short story that may be entered in a contest.
So yeah, my week's been pretty packed. When my back's better, I'll be able to manage my time more properly, but, as it stands, I have to let my back determine what I can do and when I can do it. It's frustrating, but I never thought I'd be here. The fact that I can even sit up to do my work is a miracle, so I can't complain.
It's been a good week (possibly more?) since I've had any sort of feed back from an agent. I'm a little worried, but still moving forward. Someone out there is bound to love my novel.
I only hope it's sooner rather than later.
Job hunting has been a major joke, which is another reason I've dived so deeply into my creative outlets. When I become published, it'll be paying my bills, but until then, I have to find a way to get by. Unfortunately, no one wants to hire me; the last few job interviews I attended, I was asked if I could lift up at least twenty five or fifty pounds. Sigh. I can't. I still don't know how to lift with my legs so I'm not supposed to be lifting anything at all. Having a bad back and no heavy job experience is no bueno-- people don't take you seriously and sure as hell don't want to hire you.
Thus, I'm trying to draw and write as much as possible. If I can get my talent out there, someone is going to notice. I just want to be able to afford my own place where I can actually cook my meals in a clean kitchen, shower in a clean bathroom, and cuddle with my cats in every room of my home. My living situation isn't ideal at the moment, but I am eternally grateful to not be on the street and to have my cats with me. That's about the only perk to this place-- having a roof over my head and my cats'. But that's better than nothing and some people have nothing at all.
One day I will be out of here and I hope my writing can get me there.
Antton, the Aaxte by ~AliceSpades on deviantART