Saturday, November 03, 2007
Revenge Of The Blob
Today started out like any other day. Little did I know what lurked in the dusty corners of my art studio. I was working on a mini-book to test out some images for a new manuscript (I've finished the dummy of the previous story and am waiting for an updated operating system to scan it all in). Alls it took was a quick, thoughtless flick of the wrist to have the entire contents of my Higgins Black Magic Ink spill all over my hands, desk, rug, pajamas and drawing. At least it wasn't something I had spent days on. But still, I was not happy. One bit of humor did keep me from getting too annoyed. The boy seems to be smiling and looking right at the blob. "Hi Blob, it's so nice to see you again," said Henry. There we go, I'll run with that as a new direction for the story. Then I don't have to redraw anything.