Scheherazade: Marcos page 8
I have this whole post rattling around in my head about George Lucas, a hidden STAR WARS script, and how to keep working as a creative person in the face of constant uncertainty. It’s one of those things that makes me feel incredibly lucky that I have a partner who thinks about this stuff even more than I do. When Leland got here, he brought with him a few choice books about the creative process, like THE ART SPIRIT by Henri and DAYBOOK by Anne Truitt. Trusted talismans for them dark nights of the arty soul that he passed on to me with love.
The rest of his stuff got here just a few days ago (yes, finally). He has a whole sea of these books and he keeps finding more. Blankets! They’re cooler than my writing book collection, which is extensive.
Anyway, I was going to write about Lucas typing away at STAR WARS at his kitchen table and 3-ring binders that have become mythical in their own right, now, but… I have a deadline. So. I’m just going to tell you that the next page of SCHEHERAZADE is up.
Send dancing girls, confetti, snow and cashew nuts straight to Boorman. You think I can draw like that? You would be mistaken.
Wow, that was a snidge long-winded. Well, what are blogs for.
Oh, and Joe Hill’s book arrived today! And this YA thing called TANTALIZE that looks amazing. God bless preorders! And publicity lasses from Llewellyn who send me gorgeous Tarot decks in the mail! (Thank you, Alison!)







