Letters to Holly

Tuesday, March 22

I'll Be Glad to See March Go Away

It's been a harried few days.

Someone I met after I moved up here died Saturday after a very quick hospice set-up at his home. He had been sick off and on for years now, but he was diagnosed with cancer late last year, and his body was weakened from the treatment. Your Sister drove to Asheville numerous times since Friday, and I spent Sunday watching the sidekick so she could visit the family. He was twice surrounded by strangers and shaken from his schedule, and he was miserable. We had horrible nights afterward where he was anxious and inconsolable. We could only fill him full of milk until he passed out. He showed some separation anxiety before all this, but that was mild in comparison. He's exhausted, we're exhausted, and we're on the periphery of another family dealing with another cancer death. It's rattled loose the memories of 2008 and navigating My Mom through two family funerals within a month.

He's settled into two verbal patterns. We all know the traditional baby talk sounds of ba-ba and ga-ga, but his sounds are distinct. He strings together the hard consonants like a mantra or a drum loop.

we bought the beginnings of our garden supplies: potatoes to quarter, seed packets, and ground cover. Your Sister put up black netting on the back deck to keep the sidekick from shoving his head through the bars.

I'm making progress by switching time between inking and lettering. I'm up to page 18 of the 24-pager, including time needed to rewrite entire scenes atop the artwork.

The sketch of page 8.
The artwork with lettering.
I spoke to the father of a student spending time in Japan this semester. Her foreign-study group is bringing everyone back home early seemingly so the dorms can be used by refugees from the areas near the nuclear plants.

I filled out a March Madness bracket on ESPN and correctly picked 9 of the Sweet Sixteen teams. I have UNC winning the whole thing. We also learned a student who requested recommendation letters from Your Sister got into UNC on Friday. She's one of three we know of going there in the fall. I spent many an hour last week drawing the comic while listening to basketball

The time change seems to have dusted off my initiative programming. I'm getting up very early and want to do everything. That may be why I drew and inked the shirt artwork all last night. Check your email. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the shirt looks great. the comics look great. have sent on your emailed questions to the printer contact.