22. Best Thing to Happen
The three best things that ever happened to me were all things I stumbled upon: my job, my husband, and my son. My job was the result of blanket applications to any place I was remotely qualified, and that turned into fifteen years and a decision that this would likely be my life’s work (unless something drastic changed). My husband was someone I met on a dating site, whose profile amused and intrigued me, but who I never really thought to message until one day he just happened to message me, and just happened to live walking distance away. My son was not planned (which is not the same as not wanted; kids were on the horizon, we just got there unexpectedly early), but my pregnancy was probably one of the happiest times of my life. I don’t think I ever conscientiously did something that worked out quite as well as those three things
23. Dream Job
It used to be “writer,” a no brainer. Now, honestly, I’m not sure. I certainly wouldn’t turn down an opportunity to write professionally, but I keep thinking I’d love to work with, like, The Office of Transformative Works preserving fan culture, or doing social/creative/academic studies regarding fan and fandom culture. Or, hone my drawing skills and be an illustrator and collaborate with people on graphic novels or storybooks. So I suppose my ambitions haven’t changed much; they’re still creative, but the definition of creative has expanded a bit.
24. Favorite Childhood Book
Define childhood. Younger childhood, I was obsessed with the Disney Classic adaptation of The Great Mouse Detective (I still would love to read/intend on someday reading the original Basil of Baker Street series), Charlotte’s Web, and an incredibly obscure book called Felita. As an older kid, I loved Stephen King’s The Eyes of the Dragon, and basically anything Christopher Pike (which, if you were also a Pike fan, please go listen to Teen Creeps, they have some great episodes about his books).
Oh my God, my head.
This has been simultaneously an unbearably long week and a surprisingly quick one. I feel like the quarantine is going to be (and should be, honestly) longer than anticipated, and I’m not sure if I’m cool with that (I feel safer at home, and the last nearly week-and-a-half passed way faster than I anticipated) or dreading it (Bear has been awfully restless, and hasn’t listened to a damn word I’ve said except for the two hours or so of formal instruction we do each day. Outside of that, everything has been a chore. Getting him to do anything I ask has been like pulling teeth, and despite my best efforts, it’s grating on me).
I have, however, been keeping occupied. I’m almost ready to post another batch of micron drawings to the gallery (I’ll post them in a blog entry first), and I’ve been playing around with the Copic markers my sibling-in-law gave to me before they went to Sweden (oh my God – I had no idea how pricey they were. They’re like $5-$10 a marker. Even at the low end, that’s $120 worth of markers they gave me!!) I ventured into the shallows of — what do they call it? ArtTube? Artist YouTube? There are some enviously good artists out there, and I’ve been enjoying exploring some of their videos — not just tutorials, but sketchbook “yours,” tips and tricks, motivations, and time-lapse painting/drawing. It makes me want to get good, fast, ha ha. I’ll post a list of my favorite when I have more of a chance to dive deeper.
It’s Tuesday. Stay safe, sane, and vigilant. Get off social media for a while (my WordPress is curated to this doesn’t feel like social media — I don’t get the gloom ‘n doom vibes). Do something you love, and share it (uh… when you get back on social media, I guess? Look, curate your social media. Honestly. You know how many people I’ve snoozed, muted, or unfollowed? It’s helped a lot).
Take care of yourselves and each other.
PS: Anyone else feeling totally unprepared for NaPoWriMo/Camp NaNo/A-to-Z Challenge??