I’ve had a wicked sinus headache all day, but I thought it was time to go ahead and write a new post. Lately I’ve been working diligently on my new novel and cleaning the house. I use the word “clean,” but I suppose the more accurate word would be “purge.” There’s something so glorious and satisfying and cathartic about walking through the house with a big plastic garbage bag, grabbing up handfuls of things I don’t want anymore and shoving them into the bag without mercy. It feels lovely to hurl one bag after another into the dumpster, freeing myself of all this stupid, needless clutter.
I’ve also been watching old commercials on YouTube the past few days, one of my favorite pastimes. The other day, I discovered some 1970s Burger King commercials that were designed for Saturday mornings, when kids were watching cartoons. They’re a lot of fun … in a grotesque, disturbing, psychedelic kind of way. I remember my cousin Troy telling me a long, long time ago that one of his friends had horrific nightmares about the Burger King mascot. Now I can see why.
The picture above is from my sketchbook. I drew it during Memorial Day weekend, in the middle of my epic Vsauce binge. This is supposed to be a picture of Michael Stevens. When I first drew it, I wasn’t happy with it. I thought it looked like the product of a genetic experiment involving James Lipton and Steve Jobs. (No disrespect to either one of them.) However, when I flipped through the sketchbook the other day and looked at the picture again, I decided I liked it after all. So here it is. Enjoy.
You can click here to download a copy of my science fiction novel, Under the Electric Sun.
I had intended to spend most of my Memorial Day weekend working on my new novel. I did make a lot of progress on it … but I also spent huge chunks of time watching Vsauce, a YouTube channel devoted to geek culture. (One of the videos is featured in my previous post, the one about children growing up in outer space.) When I watch one Vsauce video, I usually end up watching four or five or six. It’s like eating candy out of a bag, one piece after another. Even though I enjoyed watching all of them, a little voice deep in my head kept whispering to me, telling me I should be doing something more productive with my time. This little voice plagues me whenever I watching anything on YouTube, preventing me from fully enjoying the experience.
Earlier this evening, after I put the finishing touches on Chapter 3, I drew a picture of Jake Roper, one of the Vsauce guys. This is the latest drawing in my Moleskine sketchbook. I also attempted to draw Michael Stevens several times, but he always ended up looking like Steve Jobs or James Lipton. Oh well.
Hope you had a wonderful weekend.
As usual, you can click here to download a copy of my science fiction novel, Under the Electric Sun.
My friend Jill London sent me a YouTube video this afternoon of a dog floating inside a plane in zero gravity. The dog clumsily drifted around and bumped into the back of someone’s head before disappearing behind a seat. It was brief but hilarious. I’m embarrassed to admit how many times I watched it.
A minute ago, after I watched the floating dog for the nine-hundred-and-fifty-third time, a suggestion for another “zero gravity” video popped up inside the YouTube window: “What If You Were Born in Space?” I clicked it on a whim — and I’m glad I did. This is fascinating stuff. (And kind of sad. And kind of horrific.)
This post wouldn’t be complete without a quick blurb for my science fiction novel, Under the Electric Sun. You can click here to download a copy to your Kindle, laptop, or iPhone. (You may need to download the app first.)