Can’t sleep. The thoughts are flying through my head at a million miles an hour. Think I can get them onto the page? Not tonight.
I finished Sweets yesterday. I didn’t feel like the climax matched the setup of rest of the book, but I dug it. Read Blue Estate volume 1 today. Started it before going to bed, finished it when I couldn’t sleep. Great read. Looking forward to volume 2.
Both are solid crime comics full of good characters and their stories. Not good as in good guys, but good as in damned interesting. Lots going on in both books, but Blue Estate is especially full of intertwined characters and back stories. I’m jealous they could get this work off the ground, and as always wish I had just half their skill with a pencil.
My grandfather was a tinkerer; worked with his hands and built gadgets and gizmos. My old man can draw well when he wants to, but he fell down the computer programming rabbit hole and never climbed out. Looks like I’m following a similar path. I’m just better with the words than the pictures.
And the Oliveri Curse holds true for us all. Thus the ulcer.
What curse, you say? Has to do with money. Forget it. It just adds to the pain in the gut.
I’m itching to wrap Lie with the Dead. It’s down to the last seconds of OT and we’re at 4th & goal with inches to go. Need to ram this keyboard home like a running back and win the big game. Flip the home team crowd the bird and nail their cheerleaders.
So I’m doing this stream of consciousness exercise to exorcise the demons and make the words go.
Guess I’ll let you know how it went in the morning.
Спокойной ночи, друзе́й.