“Thank you for letting us consider “Once Upon A Eucalyptus Dragon
“. The first section was engaging but ultimately fell outside of our interests, which are predominantly Beginning Readers and Picture Books. That being said, our readers found these first pages very interesting and believe that you will have luck placing this elsewhere.”
For the most part, I’ve come to terms with the fact that it is difficult for me to flog my writing—or any part of myself, really—on social media, ultimately a bad thing for anyone aspiring to sell books. I’m so in love with sentences that I tend not to look up too much, and I am grateful for a supportive group of like-minded friends, but it does get lonely.
A letter like this publisher’s is very good for the soul. (And I still like this best of all.)
Collaboration with Hannah
on the first of six pieces: Her drawings will be made into ceramic decals and fired onto each piece. Now let’s see if I can do my part and glaze these so it all works, and hopefully I didn’t overpaint that lovely underglaze. So far, so good, everything survived the first firing.
Shortcuts? Not in pottery.
This below is what happens when you rush:
Waiting on a kiln to cool down is THE hardest thing, and I don’t know how potters do it. We have six bisque plates in ours, decorated with something I’ve never tried before: ceramic decals, made from a few of Hannah’s drawings. I’m all atwitter since we’re leaving for Canada on Friday so these had to be fired today (the decals finally arrived yesterday). And I am worried that I may not have let the plates dry long enough. We’ll see. In like a zillion hours.
… I obviously tried to draw an alpaca.
I’ve been going through my archives and am just about ready to give up. Does anyone else have this kind of trouble? You keep so many files, then are so exhausted at the end of a project you can’t stand to look at any of it? Soon it’s months later and you can’t make sense of what stays and what goes.
Anyhow, I found this old sketch from when I first started making the cover of The Dome of Tubes. References to fabric appear in the book, and I was trying to see if I could fashion words from ribbon. Clearly unsuccessful. Then, I started to see a face in the globe.
Maybe I should have made an ear from the ribbon end under ‘the’ so it matched the single ear of the f.
Two of the songs in the final CCCC spring concert at Mission San Miguel. Below: Dome Epais.