I’ve got some more art to finish for the commission project I’ve been working on for a few months, but my muse is being stubborn.
Can’t draw. Can’t write. I can sew my husband’s cosplay and color in one of those adult coloring books, and that’s about it.
I don’t know why I’m so stuck. Hopefully inspiration strikes soon.
Okay, so I haven’t entered any contests…yet. But if this cosplay I’ve been working on turns out as good as I think it will, I’m freakin’ entering a contest! I’m so amazed at the progress I’ve made in just six months. I went from kinda being able to hand-sew some things together to making full cosplay outfits.
I’ll definitely be finished by Phoenix Comicon, so I’m hoping they have a cosplay contest there. If not, a fashion show will do I guess.
But I really want to enter a contest.
Spent most of the day working on my husband’s cosplay cloak. It’s turning out pretty well, and I hope to have it finished by next weekend.
Once I figured out the color blocking on a mockup, the rest came fairly easily. Hubby even helped me figure out how to transfer what I’d patterned out onto the fabric I planned to use in the finished product.
After this comes the belt with the “tails” and finishing his pants and my skirt. I need to make him a bag or pouch of some sort as well, but that can wait until the end.
Getting so excited!
I’ve been doing musician, artist, and celebrity interviews over phone (and now Skype) off and on for over probably six months now, and I have to say, I think I’m finally getting the hang of making it a conversational interview rather than straight-up questions.
Part of it is that I try to write the questions so they flow more organically. I try to gauge how the interview will go, how some questions will be answered, and arrange my questions to that sequence. Part of it is just practice, I guess.
But my one big hang-up (no pun intended) is still how to end the interview. So far, I just say “Well, thanks for talking with us today” if I’ve come to the end of my questions and there’s not really any opening left for continued conversation. That, to me, feels cold and impersonal, but after all this time I have not figured out a better way.
I’ve asked the other writers for the website for advice because it’s a very supportive team, but I feel like I’ve failed by not figuring it out myself. I guess it goes back to when I was a kid and school came easily to me for the most part; if I ever had problems understanding something, I was frustrated beyond belief. This problem doesn’t quite have me at that level of frustration, but it’s getting close.
One day soon I’ll know the answer. But for now, it’s a question for another day. (See? I don’t even know how to end a blog post properly lol)
It’s amazing what a little bit of ingenuity will get you.
Thanks to my job at Talk Nerdy With Us, I’ve had a lot of doors opened…various things that come along with working for a media website, along with things that I never expected.
One of the most recent opportunities that this job has brought to me is quite unexpected to say the least, but I am ecstatic for the chance to do something new. Can’t reveal what it is yet because it’s not a certain thing, but it’s exciting…and all thanks to my original idea for a weekly post.
That’s all the teaser I can give for now. More to come (possibly?) later!
No particular theme to this post. I just need to keep myself awake so I can get ready for my early work day on time.
I suppose I could have gone back to bed after the cat woke me up. But I didn’t. I transcribed an email interview that needed to be done, then worked on critiques for a charity anthology that I’m part of (a project that is taking a much longer time than originally anticipated). Then I realized that if I went back to sleep I wouldn’t even get that much sleep. So here I am.
I could be working on the mockup of my husband’s cosplay cloak, but I just don’t think I should be handling scissors and sharp pins right now.
No blaming the cat today. I had the option of going back to sleep. Maybe I still will. Maybe not. Will one hour really make that much difference?
I could go to the apartment gym. Work on the stairmaster thingie. Or the rickety exercise bike. But I have a long day ahead of me, and I’m not sure I want to work out this morning. Plus, it’s fucking freezing outside this morning. Literally–32 degrees Fahrenheit. With snow. It may not be a long walk to the gym, but it’s still too long to be outside in that mess…even if the snow here is laughable for someone who’s lived in Ohio for a few years.
There’s the option of taking my shower early, thus waking myself up by scalding hot water. I hate getting ready too early, though. Early, yes, but not two hours before I have to leave for work.
So many choices. So little motivation to do any of them.
Okay, so it’s 3:30 in the morning. My cat has already woken me up an hour ago to give him his morning feeding (and just because he believes I need to be woken up at 2:00-3:00 in the morning). He has also decided that it’s play time, which is weird for him since he usually waits until my husband wakes up for that.
He brought me a crumpled up receipt about 30 minutes ago. This means, in Rory speak, that he wants to play fetch with it. At 3:00 in the morning. When my husband is still asleep.
In his little mind, now is the perfect time to play. Momma’s up, so it’s playtime. I know he’ll eventually give up and go off to sleep somewhere else in the apartment, but it’s still annoying. I’m trying to goof off on the Internet instead of working on cosplay stuff like I could be doing. Silly kitty, doesn’t he know?
Then again, if I do get out of bed and go to the craft room, he’ll definitely think it’s playtime. All bets are off if I’m in there. It’s on the opposite side of the apartment, so not as much risk of waking up my husband while playing.
Perhaps that’s what he wants–for me to go to the other room.
Who knows. It’s cat logic, after all.
