Who would’ve thought that snake-anatomy is such a challenge? And all those scales! And flowers! You’d think those are easy, but nah.
Today, inktober really is inktober for a change. It’s not that I’m running out of kinky inspiration, but it’s harder to draw the kinky things on the weekends when the whole ogre family hovers around stealing glimpses at my sketchbook. Did I mention that I’m keeping two sketchbooks, one for the naughty stuff and one for the *everyone’s allowed to see it* variety of drawings. To be honest, I haven’t used that one in a while.
I’m planning to write today (I have to get Chapter 4 of Initiation out, dammit), so I’m not sure I’ll manage to draw as well – usually my brain allows for only one of the two in one day, and my stash of spoons is often so limited that I even need to take a day off of creative work in between. That’s especially true after weekends. Days with everyone at home tend to drain me faster, so Mondays are my recreational days.
As my brain also tends to zoom in on one method of creation, I have to take care that I take breaks from drawing, otherwise I get too visual in planning stories and it gets difficult to turn them into words. I am a rather visual planner and most of my stories start out as tableaus I pictured in my head, or as a web of emotions and tangled actions and reactions; I learned that I have to harness the visuals into words rather than more images, otherwise I get completely tongue-tied over them.
That means today, I won’t work on my to-do list of kinky drawings and instead focus on turning the scenes I’ve planned out months ago into actual writing. Wish me luck!