I’m in the midst of NaNoWriMo and so far, it’s going well. I expected to have attended at least one write-in by now, but I don’t feel too bad since my writing group meets throughout the year. My novel explores interracial relationships, codependency and the detriment of secrets — I can’t wait to finish it, have it copyedited and design a cover so it can join my other NaNoWriMo novel on the digital bookshelf.
I’ve written more music over the past two months than I have in the last four years. That’s a good thing. I even reconnected with my original music mentor whom I haven’t spoken to in over 10 years. He’s producing soulful house for a global market now and we’re working on new material. I’m also finishing up a new EP with my brothers, Big La and Fresh, for another C3 installment. My prayer is that we put it out before the end of the year. I have another collection of songs that I need to finish as well.
I’m slowly getting back to my illustration duties after slowing down on A Pug Named Fender production. Shortly after completing a successful Kickstarter campaign, my life was stricken with personal tragedies, job transition and other maladies that I won’t get into. The bottom line is PUG PLEASE! is back on track and I can’t wait to bless my backers with the coolest pug ever in print. Once that’s out, I can get back to focusing on the animated series that will happen in 2012. In the interim, I’m keeping my illustration skills sharp with Fave Doodles, a series of black & white sketches I’ve been posting on Facebook and Tumblr. It started out as just random drawings with little messages and it evolved into something my friends look forward to seeing. Honestly, the whole Fave Doodles thing is more about therapy than it is about drawing.
I love my HP TouchPad! Aside from watching Misfits Season Three on it, my latest gadget comes in handy when I wanna check the weather, update my Facebook status or check my email without hopping on the computer. I probably need to take my work email account off of it, though — it disturbs the sexy.
Lifting weights when I need to do (more) cardio. I’m kind of obsessed with developing massive arms — in case the time calls for me to knock someone smooth out. And I feel that time will come.
I’ve been alone 86% of my life, but I’ve never been lonely until now. Obviously it makes for more creativity, so I’ll take that. In the end, I’ve accepted that I am the sum total of my talents. Initially, I thought that was a bad thing but it’s never bad nor good…it just is.
Until next time.