here is the third panel to introduce my new storyline. bluejean is a storyteller. i’m thinking baron munchausen, the crypt keeper, and jim henson’s “story teller.” i don’t know yet if she is real or imaginary. fidgit asked me what her species was. i asked him right back. i just don’t know yet. the way my stories evolve is often independent of me. i am the hand that holds the pen. haha. i wait for inspiration. to me, this is the best way to work–and then i enjoy my stuff as if i am not the “creator” or it.
i was wondering if she exists in the psyche of the people she is influencing. i just finished reading death by neil gaiman. it was a collection of his comics where death is the lead character–a bubbly goth girl. i had already started this story, but i was influenced still by that character. there might be a little death in bluejean.
so next i am starting a large sheet of paper onto which i will put a story she is telling. i looked through a lot of my “flash fiction.” i did this in class. one of my poems was on top of the stack, and my professor asked me if i wrote poetry. i told him, “very badly.” but then we had a conversation about bukowski and literature, etc. being a “stay at home mom” i love any opportunity to talk about life, art, writing, and literature. i will miss my drawing class when the semester ends. i will withdraw from classes & move to northern wisconsin.
i continue to read making a living without a job by barbara winter. thoughts peculate in my head. i dream/imagine getting some land where i can build an eco-friendly hobbit house out of reclaimed materials. then a barn. then get a flock of sheep. then keep building. form an art colony. form an eco-village. have a bed & breakfast for families with loud children. have a farm. sell foodstuffs. sell art. love life….
sigh.
it’s out there. now to go & get it….
moses jones: apocalyptic mama 