I am surprised how much I enjoy the cutting and the pasting and the big red ‘x’s in the block revision. But today my pen took another surprising turn, when at the end of the scene I started drawing the little thoughts I had as I wrote that didn’t make it into the story. I’ve always ended every scene I with a little flourish, sometimes even drawn using a template. It is my feeble effort to make this whole mess look a little prettier. I had an art minor in college. I guess this was bound to happen.
This could be the beginning of something cool.