Right now, I’m in the final stages of finishing a book.
Make that two books, actually.
One of those books in my newest picture book! I’ve got it set up as a Kindle ebook now, and it’s available on Amazon.
The other book I’m finishing right now is a sketch book that I’ve been using since I was a kid.
I don’t know exactly how old this book is. It has sketches of chipmunks and squirrels from long-past camping trips. There were swans from practicing for the Junior Duck Stamp competition, kid doodles, an attempt at drawing Yosemite Falls. I even drew weird eyeball-bulging frog eyes while working on my first picture book.
This book wasn’t my only drawing book over all that time. (I mean—I’m always starting new sketchbooks. I even had a separate sketchbook just for doodling ideas for a fantasy series.)
This particular book I’m finishing now, though, has been around the longest. It feels strange to fill up the last pages and put it away.
I’ve had a lot of ups and downs as a writer and an artist. There were days when I thought maybe I was getting somewhere. Other days, it seemed that nothing was working right.
Some days, though, I look back at my old sketch books. When I do, I realize that maybe—just maybe—I can draw decently well. Maybe I’ll get there eventually.
That’s why I’m planning to hang onto this particular sketchbook. I’m usually a minimalist and clear out clutter, but it’s nice to see how I’ve improved over time.
So, here’s to old things–and new!
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