I was taking today OFF. I could have done anything, or nothing, or any combination thereof. I was having vague thoughts of playin' some WoW, maybe readin' a bit, hanging out, catching up on sleep debt, all those good things.
Instead I sat down and hammered out the illustrations for another Little Creature story. (The text had been mostly done for months, and only needed the few ending paragraphs. Still!)
Little Creature and the Redcap
It's a rather milder tale than the Dream Deer, and is primarily about the way we're afraid to use the really neat art supplies. And also blood.
I begin to suspect I might--possibly--just maybe--be a bit of a workaholic.