UrsulaV (ursulav) wrote,

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And the swamp closes back over Ursula's head...

I thought I was free. I had cleaned up my schedule to a few covers, mostly with long deadlines, and a coupla commissions. I had finished my Fans run. I was looking forward to a leisurely month of painting, the vacation to PA I'm taking this weekend, and finishing my walrus.

And then the e-mail came that said "Hey, can we get five interior illos in three weeks?"

And all that was heard of Ursula was a faint, sad, glooping noise, as mud and algae rushed into her lungs and she vanished into the dark waters of work.

Disclaimer: NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING, MIND YOU. I'm glad to have work. Delighted! I'm glad they liked my past work enough to request more! As a freelancer, I know that work must be treasured and cherished and clutched to one's heaving bosom and so forth.

But damnit, I'm never gonna finish my walrus at this rate...
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