At the market….

At the market….

Every Thursday will have me setting up at the Henry County Farmers Market in McDonough, Ga. I’m here to push my wares and business cards. It’s hot,people. I’m sweaty and already thirsty and the Market hasn’t even opened up yet. But you gotta do what you gotta do.

Gaaaaah…….!

Gaaaaah…….!

I’m so indecisive!

Well, not really, but it freaking feels that way! I’m trying my hardest to work on one story, but scenes and character ideas keep me bouncing from one to another. I so want to solely work on the final book to my urban fantasy series, but the W.I.P. to my Regions’ series keeps calling! Sketch ideas, cover concepts, and changes to the story keeps interfering!  I’m so glad that I don’t have a schedule or deadline to stick to, but I sooooo wanted to get at least one freaking book out this year. Argh! (I know! Excuses, excuses!)

I’m determined…

I’m determined…

I REALLY want to be able to revamp my debut book. Red Summer is my baby and it needs a change, but money’s tight and time is too! Here’s some ideas I’m entertaining… while I continue to work on the third book of which I’ve finally decided on a title for. 😄

I’m still working on him, but this is supposed to be Jason.

Rita James, this is the sketch I’m sticking with

Wil. He’s still a work in progress, but he’s getting there.

The start of the silhouette of big bad Bobby. I’m attempting to create a book trailer from my sketches, got a lot more drawing to do!

Playing around with the Paint program on my computer. It came out better than I thought.

The Geranium Festival is done!

The Geranium Festival is done!

I had a blast! Even though I didn’t get to see the other booths as I wanted to. That will definitely be rectified next year! Lots of people, lots of sales, now to replenish and update my Etsy shop!

Thank you Tagan for stopping by and giving Ethan and me a break!

Memories….

Memories….

 

I was doing some random cleaning and came across an old beat up box of my stuff. More proof of my issue of hoarding. Old books, jewelry, banana hair clips, and then my old portfolio! A monster of cracking pleather and dust. Proof that I never give up on story ideas. These drawings are dated from 1994 through 1997 🤭