Getting started on a new picture book seems to take more
effort and more will power than ever before. After the rush of school visits,
bookshop events, RLF work, not to mention all the Plaister Press work, there’s now just the blank sheet of paper, the slow tick
of the clock and the endless rain on the roof.
In the first few days of the first week, I never got
anywhere near working a full morning – fleeing the drawing board long before lunch break to check
emails and anything else on-line that could distract me from a feeling of isolation from the real world. But
gradually, day by day, there would be one drawing out of all the discarded ones
that would lead me on to another until suddenly I knew what the dog in my subplot, and the boys in my main plot were going to look like...
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