A tool that I’ve found is really handy is a called the Cash Clock. It’s a simple program that measures both the time that you’re working on a piece as well as how much money you should be earning. You can adjust the hourly wage to whatever you feel is…
“You have to surrender to your mediocrity, and just write. Because it’s hard, really hard, to write even a crappy book. But it’s better to write a book that kind of sucks rather than no book at all, as you wait around to magically become Faulkner. No one is going to write your book for you and you can’t write anybody’s book but your own.”—
I so wish I could do this in gold and silver foil on the jacket of a hardcover. Maybe in 10 years? For now, this is probably an element of the back cover on the paper book + interior graphic. Tomorrow, the last chapter of the free version of Hunters Unlucky posts to my website. The whole thing comes down when the ebook gets released, which will happen before Christmas. If you wanted to read the free typo-rich version, you’d better start soon. If you were holding out for the more polished, typo-poor model, we’re closing in. Audio book next year.
Oh hey, I can reblog some of the art I did! Abbie Hilton’s an awesome recurring commissioner; I’ve done covers for both her Prophet of Panamindorah and Cowry Catchers series.
A loving reassurance to Pluto from its moon Charon after it was officially reclassified as a dwarf planet.
the most romantic thing ever written 100% all other love songs go home
(…) Because Charon is almost half the size of Pluto, the two do not have a traditional orbit where the small body basically moves around the center of the large body. Rather, both Pluto and Charon revolve around a point between them (the barycenter), like a bola or a spinning pair of skaters. In addition, the two celestial objects are tidally face-locked, meaning they keep the same “face” towards each other (“like dancers”, according to Jonathan’s blog of the song).
I’ve been a massage therapist for many years, now. I know what people look like. People have been undressing for me for a long time. I know what you look like: a glance at you, and I can picture pretty well what you’d look like on my table.
Let’s start here with what nobody looks like: nobody looks like the people in magazines or movies. Not even models. Nobody. Lean people have a kind of rawboned, unfinished look about them that is very appealing. But they don’t have plump round breasts and plump round asses. You have plump round breasts and a plump round ass, you have a plump round belly and plump round thighs as well. That’s how it works. And that’s very appealing too.
Woman have cellulite. All of them. It’s dimply and cute. It’s not a defect. It’s not a health problem. It’s the natural consequence of not consisting of photoshopped pixels, and not having emerged from an airbrush.
Men have silly buttocks. Well, if most of your clients are women, anyway. You come to male buttocks and you say — what, this is it? They’re kind of scrawny and the tissue is jumpy because it’s unpadded; you have to dial back the pressure, or they’ll yelp.
Adults sag. It doesn’t matter how fit they are. Every decade, an adult sags a little more. All of the tissue hangs a little looser. They wrinkle, too. I don’t know who put about the rumor that just old people wrinkle. You start wrinkling when you start sagging, as soon as you’re all grown up, and the process goes its merry way as long as you live. Which is hopefully a long, long time, right?
Everybody on a massage table is beautiful. There are really no exceptions to this rule. At that first long sigh, at that first thought that “I can stop hanging on now, I’m safe” – a luminosity, a glow, begins. Within a few minutes the whole body is radiant with it. It suffuses the room: it suffuses the massage therapist too. People talk about massage therapists being caretakers, and I suppose we are: we like to look after people, and we’re easily moved to tenderness. But to let you in on a secret: I’m in it for the glow.
I’ll tell you what people look like, really: they look like flames. Or like the stars, on a clear night in the wilderness.
This. For artists, too. Even people who aren’t relaxed, who have lumpy faces and angry expressions - light hits skin, and a miracle happens. People who aren’t paying any attention to you are the best. People absorbed in their own world, people reacting oblivious to an audience, who didn’t have time to fix their hair and pin on their company face.
Have you seen the post from haikujaguar on livejournal ? "First and importantly: I am collecting names of freelancers who make their services available to authors who are publishing their own work. If you make art for covers, do design for print or covers, edit, proof-read, do marketing and promotion, do accounting for artists, etc, etc, etc, I would love to have your name on my spreadsheet."
Now I have! Thank you so much for pointing me in that direction, I’ve added myself to the list as an illustrator. http://haikujaguar.livejournal.com/1299507.html Very useful information for any freelancers looking for authors and vice versa! What a wonderful resource.