Whew. I'm exhausted. My husband's had a crazy work schedule for the last two weeks (which should end in about a week, thank goodness). He usually has pretty good hours for what he does, so I'm not complaining. But since my year-old toddler is getting all of his molars at once (and screaming about it to let us know he's miserable), by the end of the day I'm plain tuckered out. I'm actually almost done with my first picture book dummy (to send out). All of the story pictures are finished; I just need to figure out what I want to do with the title page and cover and choose a couple of pictures to paint. It really does take a lot of work to do it all, but I feel like I've learned a lot along the way. Through the process I've developed more personal style (which has also made things take longer). Above all, I feel like I've accomplished something worthwhile.
Until next time . . .