Glad to be indoors this weather; glad there's nowhere I need be.
Thinking about starting to paint again. Watching Charles Evans using watercolour pencils on Discovery channel lately I'm tempted to buy a box of these pencils and try my hand.
My hands are not so nimble as they once were - well, let's face it, they are getting worse. Using a keyboard is no trouble since there's no pressure needed. Are my hands steady enough to paint? Oh, come on, my daubs could never be considered art - so what does it matter as long as I get some enjoyment from dabbing colour on paper?
I'll think about it.
Writing comes first. However I did my stint of over a thousand words today, and as long as I do that each day I'm happy. 25 thousand words to go before the book is finished. Ideally that means 25 days' work. Don't make me laugh!
I wish I could get up early in the mornings and work - but I'm never never willing to get out of bed. Talk about lazy.
I'm making excuses - whinging. Tsk!
Let's see how I fair tomorrow.
10/01/06 @ 18:24