Oct the Twenty-Fourth
Chapters Saturday and Thursday are first drafted and first drafted. The way I’m feeling right now, I might not even do a second draft. Like, what am I really going to change, y’know? I’ll probably end up doing it anyway, maybe take it at a slower pace than this first draft, but the way I’m feeling right now… I don’ow. I guess I’m just kind of tired. Feels weird that I’m still working on this, in a way. Probably because I kept telling myself it was done after I finished the writing LOL. Putting a book together takes a whole lot more than just writing, Journal, you heard it here first. There’s also the editing, and the reading, and a little bit of graphic design.
Speaking of which, I figured out what I’m going to do for the cover. I’m’a make it simple – simple but effective, of course: brown leather texture (like Albey’s tunic), “The Face of Fear” in Colonna MT on the cover, centered but above the middle of the page (is “page” the right word? I don’t know), given a gold color and emboss effect so it looks like it’s pressed into the leather, and that’s it. Not even go’n’a put my name on the cover; on the title page it says “A Novel by Sidney Blake” so I figure I don’t need it on the cover. I’m going for a superdope fantasy thing, I want the book itself to look like it came straight out of the endless wood of The Hillside Commons. On the back I’m going to do this simple design, it’s like, squares inside squares and stuff. Actually, I’m’a just draw it – precisely, with rulers, because reasons – ‘cause I like how it looks.
Oof, I’m defending myself again. Damn that anxiety. Anyway:
<See physical book for back cover graphic (sorry’n’shit!)>
I know, it looks kickin’ as all hell. The drafting process is going well, Journal. I’ve managed to stave off the porn and my mood’s been totally stable, I’ve been all motivated and whatnot. I’ve been doing well. Kind of crazy how such a little thing like porn can cause such a gigantic reaction in my brain chemistry, but ‘tis what ‘tis. I don’t really miss it, to be honest. No skin off my sack, knah’mean?
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Don’t really have a lot more to say. I’ve noticed that this journal has been more or less solely about my book lately, and I’m kind of cool with it. Back when I started writing in you, Journal, you were pretty much my only friend. I didn’t have anybody to talk to about life and thoughts and stuff, so you caught the brunt of it. Now I see my friends – or at least talk to them – almost every day. I feel like a nuisance telling them about the progress I’m making on The Face of Fear, so that’s what I have you for. And I’m grateful to have you for that, Journal. You honestly keep me motivated to keep chipping away at this monolith of marble until the sculpture underneath finally comes out. And it will come out, I think. Soon, very soon indeed. Just got’a keep working and not get distracted. I got this!
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Say thankya, Journal. ‘Preciate ya. Long days and pleasant nights~
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