If it were a book, it would be called Funny Things Happened On The Way To The Goals. It? I don't know. My life, lately.
I sit here Sunday evening, about to turn in early, because tomorrow is the first Monday I'll feel human enough to get back to my schedule. A virulent strain of salmonella poisoned me, and it was not fun. It killed off two weeks of plans, and writing, and I believe I've felt every kind of symptom one can feel, outside of some rash...or exploding into flames. I can almost laugh at it now; though it was no laughing matter. Had I gotten another virus on top of it, at any point, I'd be dead. And salmonella itself can kill all on its own.
But...I'm back up to at least 97%, and expect to improve that over the next week. So it's back to my schedule, and for Monday that means Cosmic-Horror novel. There's a kind of irony in the things I experienced and saw while 'out'. One was a show on babies--and I happened to need to see that, too, for two of my screenplays. General background info, I guess. The universe put me in the right spot, made sure I didn't have enough energy to change that channel, and then pressed PLAY, apparently. So I guess I return, armed with some inspiration for those two scripts.
My novel is so vivid and focused in my head, I remember precisely where I left off, as well as that certain creative flavor I was feeling when I last worked on it--the one that tells me exactly where I need to go. I should slip right back into the story tomorrow. Same with the others. I've built up really good vibes with all of them; I love them all.
Regarding the Gay Romance novel's cover art, which I had begun a few times and have been none too pleased with: getting into the story has allowed an idea to surface, for a cover. I don't know how well I can render it, but at least I've got something else to try. I'll have to do some sketches and see.
Last: Coming up is the Venus Transit (June 5th), and my oil painting, which is to begin before then, and culminating then--like I did with the last one. I've been constantly thinking about the sky I want. The clouds, the lighting, the look, the coloration. These particular paintings are painted fast, so there's not a lot of time to dig into it. The original, Transit of Venus (a photo of which you can find on the blog), was painted so fast, in such a short amount of time; it's amazing I even got the detail I did. Oh. And I've come to a definitive name for the companion piece. I added the word 'the'. Its full title is to be: The Jewel of The Sky. The first one features the female, of course; the second, a male, but poised as Cupid with a bow and quiver of arrows. He's about to shoot an arrow of Love at someone unseen, and down below. This painting is all about HIM and his beauty. But there will once again be the Sun in the background, with Venus' black dot transiting it. I have find the right angle.
more later. SuperMuse arrives tomorrow...yay!
