The sky is falling! Well, not really. I just have been feeling the same sense of doom and dread that the chicken in that old story felt.
And it's all because of a chicken!
You see, for quite some time now, I have been working on a children's book that I conceived and co-authored with Perfect Wife entitled, "Oscar's Naughty Chicken". I use the term "working" loosely. Truth be told, I haven't done jack-squat on it for ages. I don't know why.
It isn't because I am bad at deadlines. When I was back in cartooning school, the most important lesson they pounded into our soft little heads was, "Never miss a deadline". We were told an editor would rather work with a mediocre artist who was on time, than an exceptional artist that was always late. I'm not sure if this is 100% true, but I took that lesson to heart, and throughout my "career" I have prided myself on hitting deadlines. I am late for everything else in my life, but I am fanatical about the deadline thing.
Maybe I am late because I have no deadline on my own project. Without a deadline, there is no be pressure for me to finish. I can take as long as I please (and I am!). Or, it could be that since this book is my baby, I want it to be perfect. I have also experienced more than the usual amount of "artist's block" on this piece, so that might be a factor. The block may be a result of the lack of a deadline, though.
Whatever the reason for my foot-dragging, enough is enough. I am "between projects" right now, so this is the perfect time to finally finish this darn thing, so it can finally come to rest in clearance bins across the nation. I am going to finish this darn thing if it kills me. I will keep all of you out there up to date on my progress in the agonizing weeks and months to come.
Knowing myself, you can expect a repeat of this post shortly.
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