So I was working on a pretty good idea for a book, I thought. Then I took about a week and a half off and now I don't know what I'm doing.
Anyway, I drew this today at lunch on my giant scrap paper pad. It's a dwarf singing Whitney Houston's "Queen of the Night."
Maybe I can salvage the new book after all. Just totally change it, sort of. I was sick for over a week with ridiculous bronchitis and it feels like I'm back in that too-comfortable groove of "Well, I guess it's time to put everything back together again."