I was trying to draw a ‘serious’ cover for this page, but I couldn’t get this image out of my head of Maude with a kill sheet of cats tattooed on her arms.

I keep getting antsy with All the Growing Things because I know where I want the story to go, but I have so many doubts about being able to make it successfully take those turns and shifts.  Sill, we’re about forty pages (or so – I’m really awful with counting and keeping track) of this first main story ending, and I just really need to start cramming and pushing this story together.

On the other hand, 40 pages sounds like plenty! A part of me (the procrastinating part) thinks that I shouldn’t panic until I have, oh, 10 or fewer pages left.

But I’m familiar with my inner-procrastinator’s advice, and I’m not sure I’m going to follow it this time.

Also, I think I broke Spellcheck. Again.