Hello, friend!
I am sending this early because I’m panicking about my book edits that are due in a few days and so I’m going to do something I haven’t done in many years and check myself into a hotel so that I can stop getting distracted by everything around me and force myself to finish. It’s the same local haunted hotel I’ve retreated to in a panic with literally every book I’ve written and can only hope that the ghosts will help me a fifth time. This is where I would make a joke about ghostwriters BUT THERE IS NO TIME BECAUSE I NEED TO BE EDITING.
So this is just to say that I did work on art this week but I didn’t finish it and I tried to take a picture of the work-in-progress but Rolly wasn’t having it and actually the images of her are probably more artistic anyway because this is real life and real life is messy and demanding. Stop and pet a cat, y’all.
Also, I realize that she looks strange but this little lady is almost 140 in cat years and no longer feels the need to groom herself (relatable) and so in the summer I shave her and she fucking loves it. Does it look good? No. Is she still perfection? Absolutely.
More to come…
Wish me luck,
~Jenny
Every post from you is an unexpected and glorious gift, Jenny. We'll keep your place warm in the house of weird till you get back. Good luck with the edits.
Good luck with the spirits, Jenny. We need another book from you posthaste.