Musing on a Saturday afternoon...

Hmmm. Just doesn't have the same vibe, does it? "Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon..." Nope. Still. Saturday afternoon and I don't have to work. That right there is proof that I'm loved by a higher power.

I've been editing and writing and generally getting my head in a fic space the last couple of days. This story's been finished since the ice age, but I just hadn't edited the thing yet. It's Potterverse, Ron/Harry, to be exact, and it's time to finally get it off my hard drive.

I worked on a story graphic this morning, something I haven't done in a while. I'd almost forgotten how much I love searching for just the right pieces of art once I've gotten an idea in my brain. I love putting snippets of a Japanese watercolor, pre-Raphaelite paintings and a modern poster together and having it work, at least to my eye. Then the font search begins, and if there's nothing in my collection, I go surfing.

Mmmmmmmmmmm, writing. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, graphics. I'm in lurve.