I've been working hard on making my first zine in four years. I've felt really great about it for a few days. I started working on the cover design last night and I had this brief stab of melancholy, which seems to happen with many things I work on creatively. I was in the last stretch of finishing this painting after I had a mental breakthrough, then stab. I looked at it and I didn't like where it was going again. Then a few hours later I thought of a quick thing that made it all work again. I think I'm at that point now with this cover but I won't know until I get my hands on it again. I'm not at home right now. I'm on my lunch break thinking about zines and Googling zine cover designs and clip art.
I also keep hoping my Target curtains are going to arrive by UPS today. I hope I don't need to sign for them! I love the sunshine coming through my window in the morning, but too bad that it wakes me up. By happy coincidence I got a call back from my sleep study person at the clinic today, so maybe I'll be sleeping with electrodes on me this week. Just like E.T. and Elliott.