I'm back from a fabulous beach trip ... a beach trip on which I did NOT take any "work". Okay, I'll lose the quotes. Work. Because it is. I love what I'm doing and consider myself the luckiest person in the world, but it's still a whole lotta blood, sweat, tears and long hours of WORK. It's been especially time consuming these last few weeks as I really dug in and found my groove.
So, as a favor to my family, I decided that I was in a good enough position to finish my final illustrations on time, and I took a much-needed break to recharge and juice up for the final push.
And, that's where I am--the final juicy push. I've only got a few more pages of my book left to illustrate. I've saved the toughest ones for last (note to self--never do that again ... tackle the tricky ones FIRST), and I do have a consuming couple of weeks ahead, but I can see the end.
Okay, the end isn't an accurate thing to say. I'll still have to work on the cover artwork, and I fully expect to have to do some more tweaking to the illustrations (or even some full-blown redoes after it's all said and done). My wonderful art director has been incredible to work with--pushing me to make this book the best that it can be--and if she says to flip it upside down and paint everything with mustard and ketchup, I'll do it.
But, I'm hoping it doesn't come to that. We'll see ....