Dear world,
This month is slowly winding down. It’s getting to be the last week in Feb. Everyday I keep thinking about my senior film. Which means, more drawings are being inspired by it. Rough sketches, now. But of course more talented people than I to help me create my vision. One day soon!
Love,
The musing writer
Dear World,
I’ve had a sweet tooth lately, due to that fact, I drew this. 
Love,
The sweet toothed writer
Dear World,
Today, I’m calm for the moment. And honestly this is the best I’ve felt on a week night all month. It’s my Fat Tuesday although, it’s wednesday. I don’t really know what I should give up, and I haven’t done this in a few years. I suppose I must thing about it. If it comes to me, I suppose I shall do it. But until then. Unless I give up chocolate? hmm… I do eat that a lot. Tomorrow I shall decide. Until then, enjoy my doodling.
Love,
The writer
Dear World,
Sorry I went off for a few days, been on a film set actually. But here are some drawings to make up for it!
Love,
The Writer
Dear World,
I got to write today. It made me have a joyous feeling in my toes. And a thud in my heart. Anyways. This sketch is from a scene I was thinking of in my head while writing. I’m excited about this film I’m writing. And rewriting really. My quote today describes my feelings towards the film. It’s the truth that the real spirit of my characters take flight.
Quote of the day:
The truth is more important than the facts. - Frank Lloyd Wright
Love,
The Musing Writer
Dear World,
Sorry about not posting in a few days. My tumblr where the photos have gone is most recent at the moment. But alas here I am. Posting more pictures to you. Actually two to make up for yesterday.
By the way. I love this quote and I feel like I need to read Fahrenheit 451 again. I might just like it more now. Actually. Reading and writing in general would be nice. I came up with a few ideas today. It was exciting.
But anyways. Here are the drawings. One is a drawing where I stared at the object and didn’t look at my paper. Which is called blind contour. The other is half blind contour.
With love,
The writer.
Dear world,
I find myself in a constant state of running in circles. Complete one task to get another done. Finish that to start the race again. Is this life? All going to be like this? Except when there are pause moments? I need my glasses. Ask the post man to bring them sooner. I miss writing. I can’t believe I actually miss it, but I do. I’m that busy. I don’t have a free moment to do so. But the waves do crash on. I hope you enjoy my picture. I’m comparing birds if they were in on a platform. To running a race I suppose. I feel like the banner is subconsciously supporting my cause. Huzzah. World.
The peacock is me.
Love,
The writer
