I know I gush over Will’s artwork a lot, but I can’t help it. I’m so often caught by surprise at his choices, in the best possible way. I LOVE his headsman design…the hood without a shirt, the cruel, half-hidden mask…and the otherwise spare nature of his dress. This really works for me. And no, I’m not seeing this for the first time! I’ve been making myself keep up with the pages, thank you very much!
Let me tell you guys, my poor #Squirrel is freaking out. Many, many wives, once the dust settles in their marriages, want safety and security above all else, and my #Squirrel is among that number. She doesn’t like it when something rocks the boat. She doesn’t like change. Of course, I’m trying to prepare to turn our lives completely upside down!
Well, not completely. Her work situation remains largely unchanged in the new scenario I have in mind, but I’m thinking about ditching my management gig and going back to tending bar, so I have the flexibility to pursue my burgeoning writing career. Trying to work in a writers’ room while also being one of the senior managers (and when did I become a “senior” manager?) of a very busy restaurant is no joke. Something’s gotta give, and the salt mines signal me everyday that it’s time to make a change.
I don’t like upsetting #Squirrel’s applecart…but I don’t feel like I have any other choice. Not only am I chasing my dream, but I think I’m leading us in what will ultimately be a smarter and more stable direction. The restaurant biz is changing, and not for the better. The entertainment industry is the safest bet in town, if you can get the work…and I think I can.