When I first wanted to be a writer (back when I was eight, I think), I knew nothing about the publishing industry. I didn't understand how agents worked or what it took to get a book to readers. A few years ago a young man told me he wanted to write a book so that …
Category: frustration
Bunny’s in a Hospital Gown
I draw when I'm in waiting rooms. These days I'm drawing adventures in the medical wonderland. I'm sure some of you know the vocabulary that I'm just now learning. Post surgery life does not sound like fun. I don't like sentences that contain words like drains, valves, and special shirts. Not sparkly unicorn special. Good-for-incisions-and-drains …
Between a Shrug and a Radio Interview
A while I wrote about my health. Talking about my health makes me feel that much older. Does that make sense? Anyway. The updates--for those of you aging along with me--are as follows: The incision from surgery is still healing. 92% closed according to the computer. Fancy stuff computers tell us these days. Imagine what …
Bloody Days
I've almost forgotten I blog. Heading toward the Christmas season things took an unexpected turn. A routine mammogram ended in a biopsy and two surgeries, and I can't say it's all done yet. The main distraction is the incision that has continued to bleed for over a week. There are plenty more serious health issues …
Christmas Pig
Christmas Pig appears in our neighborhood every year. My son, my husband, and I cheer when Christmas Pig's owners set him in their yard. "Yea! It's Christmas Pig! Let the holiday season begin!" Christmas Pig lives on a street not far from us, but we have to go out of our way a couple blocks …
Resistance isn’t always futile. Sometimes it stops progress for years.
I've been ignoring my blog. Maybe I mean neglecting. I'm supposed to be figuring a website for my art and all that. People ask me, "Do you have a website?" I feel most failure-esque to say, "I have a blog." I mean, you can't sell art on this thing. Sure, someone could leave me a …
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Perfect Sentences and Other Lies
Some people promise to diet or to exercise every day or to be more patient. Do you do that? Swear you're going to be different and somewhere between three minutes and three days that is all shot to hell? Mine is that I'm going to be less neurotic. I've been trying to come up with …
Is that the best you can do?
In high school I spent one year on the yearbook staff. I started the class really excited, and I ended the class hoping never to speak of it again. When my mother saw the section I'd worked on--the advertising section, which I hated but did work hard on--she said, "That doesn't look very good. That's …
Plum Friday: Self-Sabotage and Support Systems
My publisher has a passion. You see that passion in what Plum Tree supports. Soon, Plum Tree will put out a book and hold an art auction to raise money to help people in Sahel. Where is the Sahel? Here. A piece of my art is part of the auction, too. I know that many …
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The Case of the You-Shoulds
My art is almost always black and white. Some people tell me to do more in color. Some people make it clear they would like my if it were in color. I like color, but I don't like what I do with color. Not when it comes to real paper and ink. But I've been …
Marta Bacon 