I supposedly finished book two of Danny Best last week. On time and all gorgeous. My publisher was delighted with it and it went straight to Mitch (illustrator) and Steph (designer) and Eve (editor). However. After chewing my nails for several days I decided, no, the balance in that book is not right (the Danny books are made up of short stories). I want it back! So I have retrieved the manuscript and I'm writing another story and shoving one of the 'finished' ones aside (it can go in book three, it won't be wasted). I get irritable when projects are not checked off within a reasonable timeframe and tied up neatly in a satin bow. Schedules mean a lot to me. I don't enjoy feeling scattered. But I must take heart. I remember reading about the Coen brothers. Apparently they have half-written projects and undeveloped ideas languishing All Over The Joint. They pick up and put down and chop and change. Clearly they do get some things finished, so that's a comfort. I do think, too, that this 'magpie phase' is part of the creative process. I've been here before. Pecking about randomly. Hopping from leg to leg. Picking up bits of glass, diamond rings...and dead bugs.
Meanwhile, I've been painting food (for one of my unfinished projects). Here are some Maira Kalman inspired cakes. And a trifle. My mother used to use homemade Swiss rolls (soaked in sherry) at the base of her trifles. SO DIVINE! She would also sprinkle the top layer of cream (and crushed jelly) with chopped walnuts. I can't draw chopped walnuts. They end up looking like dirt. So I popped a couple of strawberries on my trifle. And a sweet wafer, for dipping in the custard and cream...
Until next time
Yours with a glass of sherry (which I will DEFINITELY finish).