Monday, July 28, 2014

So, so, so so busy.

Good Heavens, where do I begin?

I released my first short story, "Four", on Writing.com and received a five-star rating. That was nice. Some people are too weirded out by it to give me a review, understandably, but I am so happy that I wrote the story. The feedback I've received has been incredible, and even a small impact is an impact nonetheless. That's good enough for me. Totally worth it.

I'm still in Camp NaNoWriMo, and it's going okay. I have made a good bit of progress on my novella, The Children of Mossy Hollow, and I have every intention of completing the manuscript by the end of NaNoWriMo in November. I met with a couple of local writers today and we have agreed to meet several times a year for the purpose of progress and motivation.

I've gotten quite a bit done around the house. It's still not sold, but I'm packing up what I can and getting things sorted. I'm selling things that I'm not using and using the money to get some of my artwork framed.

That leads me to the big news. I am being given an art show.

I asked the library if I could put a few paintings on display. They visited my newly renovated webpage, and told me it will be an exhibition complete with local press, advertising, and a reception with refreshments, etc. I told the manager that I wasn't wanting all of that, but it's their policy. So here I am, having my own solo art show. I am both excited and terrified.

As long as a hurricane doesn't blow through, here's the scoop:

"Sweet Retreat"
Tuesday, September 2nd
5:00PM to 7:00PM
Ina Thompson Library
Moss Point, Mississippi

I've been running around like a headless chicken trying to get work framed and presentable. Much of my art was boxed up in the storage room, but now it's sitting out all over the house.






I'm also working on new pieces for the show.


I am planning to display something in the neighborhood of 16 pieces, but it may end up being more or less. I am actually going to have about 23 on standby, but I am almost sure all of them won't fit on the walls. We'll see what happens. There is absolutely no way I could do this on my own, so thank goodness, my wonderful stepdad is going to help carry and hang the stuff. The man is a saint, God bless him. I hate that Mom isn't here to see this. My art was really the one big thing I did that made her proud. So this is for her too, in a way.

It has been years since I've been in a spotlight, and I don't care for it much. I am looking forward to the show, though. It would be awesome to see some of you there. I'll keep you posted, friends.