Saturday, February 6, 2010

Playing with a compass

A couple of days ago while talking to my friend Katie on the phone, I doodled this. 



We've been talking about writing and how, for us illustrators, drawing, while hard, is the land of the known. Writing on the other hand is scary. I'm not talking about the kind of chatty blogish writing, like me talking to you now. I'm talking about lovely storytelling, telling the kind of story that sucks you in and once the book is closed follows you around for a long time. I want to be able to write like that, but my problem is that the words I put on paper sound wooden and flat to me. My secret weapon is a couple of imaginary earplugs. When my inner critic starts laying into me I just put those imaginary earplugs in and keep typing. 

Wishing you a creative week,

Marilyn.

PS Wish me luck tomorrow... the boy has decided to have a Super Bowl party and is cooking all kinds of snack foods for his friends. On the menu, buffalo wings, nachos and some pork stuffed muffin recipe. I'll be hiding with a book somewhere. 




He who never made a mistake never made a discovery.

 ~ Samuel Smiles

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