New zine, and the joy of fiction

I’ve had the computer off as much as possible this week, ’cause I’ve been working on a new little ‘zine for a craft fair I’m doing (not grandmother crafts, but Toronto hipster crafts!). I did the whole thing by hand — illustration and lettering — and I’m really happy with it. But damn it was a lot of work!

Here’s the initial version, which I’m going to clean up a little (but not get into retouching with the computer too much):

I’ve also been totally engrossed in Stephen King’s latest book, 11/22/63. It was a treat to myself, bought with a birthday gift certificate from the in-laws. It’s bloody wonderful! It’s been so long since I’ve read a good, deep novel, and this thing is a whole world between covers. Normally I read things that I think I’ll learn something from, that will enable me to do something new or better, but this is just pure enjoyment. I’m drunk on the experience.

Even better: I saw a movie trailer this week that utterly gripped me and gave me permission to write about things I’ve been stepping over, which happen to be my life experience. No wonder I’ve been stuck, eh? So between that and enjoying this novel so much, I’ve suddenly found myself excited again by the idea I’d had for my next novel. And I’ve already researched and outlined the whole darned thing!