For this project, I am illustrating and writing up info on 12 critters; I've now researched 10, noting facts that could interest young readers. Heck, I found facts that interest me, too. :P And good thing, that. Don't want the writer bored out of her gourd.
However, there are at least two creatures about which I've found very little to work with. :-< Enough, perhaps, to keep them, but if I had alternatives, I might consider changing my line up... We'll see.
I don't know that I'll post a snippet next week because tomorrow we leave on a small trip to celebrate Junebug's first birthday.
A funny thing happened to me last night: While listening to the sportcasters talk about a rugby match that had just ended, I thought, "OK, game is over; time to write on Witherwilds." Without realizing it, I had just been transported back to Mayotte, when I watched games several times per week and wrote pretty much everyday.
The excerpted instructions are as follows:
Place a marker 9:11:13:15:17:19 sts in from armhole edge to mark inner edge of shoulder seam leaving 14:15:16:17:18:19 sts unworked at front opening edge.
Here is what I have so far, to which I should apply the above instrustions:
Where do I start counting from? In which direction? Any ideas?
And now I must go for I have a sick baby to nurse. To top it off, he is teething. Always seems to happen in conjunction, that teething and the ick.
A while back, an aunt of mine mailed some pictures to me at my mil's house. Because I was impatient to see them, I asked my mil to open the envelope and show them to me via SKype. Enclosed was a drawing I had done when I was 7.
When she saw it, my mil laughed. Not a nice laugh. "Ha! Look how big you made the giraffe! You sure don't know anything about proportions, do you!?" Knowing that my mil is not artistically inclined herself and being well over the age of 7 myself, I was able to dismiss her jibes, but part of me thought, How hurtful would that laughter have been to me as a child?
As it was, I was pretty chuffed at how well I had done without a reference photo, without Wikipedia around to let me know that giraffes don't eat apples. And I know from up close and personal experience just how big giraffes are, so the joke is on her, so to speak.
And then this, from a journal entry 23.04.2013:
I also want to do some rough sketches for Beanie and the fish book idea I have...I remember now that once upon a time, while I was at university, I thought about writing and illustrating children's books. A forgotten dream! Another thing I let people discourage me from with tales of "It's too hard/near impossible to break into." And instead of using their "helpful," well-intentioned discouragements to work harder, I took their comments as a veiled way of saying that I wasn't good enough and left it at that. I could have used them as fuel to practice and improve.
Instead, I gave up, thinking, "Well, my passion isn't deep enough. Guess that means it isn't my calling."
Well, to hell with well-intentioned discouragements and misplaced laughter. I'm trying my hand at it anyhow. To quote again from that journal entry: Don't fold. Resist. Keep trying. Get better.
As usual, I didn't get around to taking photos, even though I have some stuff that is non-spoilery and would have worked for a snippet. I, however, take a photo of a craft I did with Sprout and will share that instead:
Talk about a cultural divide. Gunfire is just not something I'd want at my wedding.
Anyhow, the sounds had me nervous because an aquaintance is freaking out about life here (I think it is mostly because she doesn't like it), and she shared a "news" story* about how the Muslim Brotherhood is giving foreigners until Feb 11 to get out of the country before they start acting with violence towards us.
* Since there is no identifiable source to this story, J's work is not taking it seriously.
Strange back-and-forth of gunfire and fireworks tonight...not in response it one another, I don't think. Just: gunshots, then later fireworks, then the poppoppop of guns again...
The fireworks are normal; the gunfire is not.
No idea what is going on. :-/
And now, I'm going to stop pondering it and get some sleep.