I hope you’re having a good year so far. This is my first blog post in a long time. Last summer, I started writing a new book. I just recently finished it and published it on Amazon in April. Anyway, I tend to have a one-track mind. I usually pour all my energy into one project at a time and neglect everything else. This blog is normally the first thing I abandon.
Sorry about that.
Since Starlight Desperado is finally completed and published, I decided to buy a little sketchbook at Dollar General and start drawing again. Here are a couple of pictures I drew the other night. I photographed my sketchbook in the grass. I got the idea from a wonderful artist known as The Crazy Bag Lady. Sadly, my grass is not nearly as pretty as hers.
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Here is my drawing of Flo the Progressive Girl. I started it back in 2012 in one of my little black sketchbooks. It’s been collecting dust under my coffee table for a long, long time now. I came across it yesterday while I was showing the sketchbook to Angela. I had kind of forgotten about this drawing. Last night I decided to go back and add some shading and make her hair darker.
Thanks for reading. Have a nice week.
Both my novels, Citizens of Purgatory and Under the Electric Sun, are available in paperback now. You can click here to order copies of them. You can also read them on Kindle if you prefer e-books.
Happy New Year. I hope you’re enjoying 2014 so far. Here are a few more drawings from 2013.
The first one is a picture of my friend Ann Bisky, a writer/blogger I met last year. The second is Piyush Mishra, one of my Word Press friends. The third is Stephanie Abrams, the queen of The Weather Channel.
Then there’s Robert Guillaume, the actor who starred in Benson in the 80s. (I’m going to draw him again later.) The last picture is a nonsensical doodle of Captain Picard of Star Trek: The Next Generation. I was in a silly mood when I did that one.
Thanks for reading.
Here are a few pictures I’ve drawn lately in my Moleskine sketchbook. One is a caricature of Donald Miller, an author I like. The second is Spock from Star Trek and the third is Colonel Sanders. (I drew the Colonel from a black and white photo I found on Google. In all the photos I’ve seen, his face looks different from the illustration you see on the KFC signs.)
I just reformatted and re-uploaded Under the Electric Sun and gave it a new cover. I also finished another book recently, a dark comedy set in Alabama. My friend Hannah is proofreading it right now. I’m planning to upload it to Kindle as soon as she’s finished. I designed a cover for it yesterday afternoon.
Anyway, I’m exhausted. My brain needs to rest now. I feel like a hamster running inside a plastic wheel. For the next several days, I’m not going to write or draw anything. I plan to spend my evenings lying on the couch with the window open, letting a nice breeze blow in on me while I read. I keep buying these cheap paperback novels at the Dollar General, but I haven’t gotten around to reading any of them. It’s time to do that now. I’m also going to do some praying. I haven’t done enough of that lately, but I need to. My relationship with Jesus is the only thing that really keeps me sane.
Hope you have a good week. Thanks for reading. Cheers.
(Oh, I almost forgot. You can click here to download a copy of the book.)
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.