Months ago I started work on the next installation of the Writer Mom comic. I spent a few hours penciling and inking and was almost done and ready to post. Then I did the unthinkable – I put it in a safe place until I could find time to finish. I had all intentions of finishing it and posting it today but, you guessed it, I can’t find it anywhere.
So here is the next best thing to my somewhat shoddy original art, a photoshop mashup!
How many times has this happened? You’re in the zone, working on something that you think has some real power. Your fingers can hardly keep up with the great images spilling out of your brain. Then, an interruption. In my case it’s almost always someone short and sweet that wants something hopefully equally short and sweet.
Two hours (or days, or weeks, in my case) later you return only to find that the magic is gone, the fire is out, and the muse has quit. And you’ve forgotten where you’ve put your little scrap of paper as well.
I’d like to say I have advice for you. Truth is whether you have kids or not there will be interruptions, you will lose your train of thought, and this whole writing business will get a bit tedious. Keep going. There is no substitution for constant, consistent, work.