Monday, February 09, 2004
One morning, they'll find me slumped over in front of the television, a PlayStation control gripped tightly in my cold, dead hands. I played Ratchet and Clank (the first one) until 3:23 a.m., trying to finish it. Spooky's gotten addicted to Beyond Good and Evil. She's talking about buying Tenchu. I'm telling you, this will be our undoing.
Spooky and I have been working on a new outfit for Nar'eth. I did some sketches and she's looking at adaptable patterns. Something that will be more elegant and show a bit more skin (which means more airbrushing). I've done the costume four times now and I think it's time to retire the original incarnation. We'll keep the leg shields, boots, and epaulets, but that's about it. I may even take the time to do a new wig (about twenty hours work, right there). Nar'eth 2.0 should be ready for Dragon*Con '04.
Today, I'll get back to work on the new short story. It's set in Monterey and Moss Landing, a Lovecraftiness, deep-sea canyons, a suicidal, apocalyptic cult, a mysterious video shot two miles beneath the Pacific. The usual. After drawing monsters all day yesterday, and signing a bunch of books this morning (about half of the purchases from this latest auction), it'll be nice to just sit and write.
The cold, the cold, the cold. Down here, spring should be beginning to show by the end of February. So, I keep telling myself that's it's only a matter of a couple of weeks. But I know that's not true. This is one of those winters that's going to hang around until at least April. Damn you, groundhog!
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