This morning I finished the main body of the first draft of my horror novel, Teenage Beast.
Tomorrow, I will start the epilogue, which will hopefully tie the story up in a nice little bow.
Then I will start polishing this thing with another draft or three. I will probably approach that the same way I did with the first draft — early in the morning, barely awake with a coffee cup in my hand.
It has worked thus far.
Now the trick will be to find very patient friends and family who will be willing to be test readers of my tome.
In the meantime, I will share some of the drawings I have done of late.
I managed to lay another small sketchbook to rest. This one originally belonged to my son, who partially scribbled in it some time back in his grade school years. I had some crayon doodles in there as well, in an attempt to inspire him, but he had no ambitions toward art, so the sketchbook sat around the house mostly unused until I found it.
It was only 5.5 by 8.5 inches, so it fit readily in the bag I take on my commute, and it became my next victim.
It wasn’t my favorite sketchbook. I’m not crazy about Strathmore’s 400 Series, in that the paper is thin and doesn’t take ink as well as some of the other sketchbooks I have used.
Despite that, I am happy with some of the drawings I did in it. They fed into my morning writing very well.
