NIGHT AND DAY, I AM THE ONE

Okay.  Here we are sitting at the desk again.  Page is empty.  Nothing today is coming up in the mind.  Alot of well meaning intent to work is present but no actual productivity.  It could be that it is day time, a bright and sunny day meant for serious work, but I am beginning to believe I am of the nocturnal sort.  Not only do I thrive in the deep dark navy blue night, but my best work emerges...like bats out of the cave, rushing to life! I am most creative when everyone else's mind is long departed the hours of consciousness.  Every evening I hear the great singular owl in my woods and know it's time to write and draw. 
If I look in the mirror will I see a caricature of a Halloweenish face...dark and eery, or the pig tailed girl in a red corduroy jumper I draw and call "Abigail"...an obvious self portrait. 
Let's face it, when everyone else is asleep, the telephone doesn't ring from the office, the washer and dryer are done churning, the mailman/woman isn't rapping at the door, and the animals lie peacefully together, curled around themselves in slumber.  My darling sweet husband is fast asleep long before I, and my son is at college so I know he's perfectly safe and sound...right? Don't answer that last question...I consider no telephone call a sign that all is well with him. So, I ask myself, isn't this the perfect time to really hone in on my creative right and left side brain?  And what about the top and bottom or middle of my brain...those sections are feverishly at work as well.  We're plugged in and the thoughts pour out of me....onto the paper and into the computer via my fingers, tentacles of energy typing rapidly to the words as they line up in my mind to connect to become sentences.

Nightfall is fast approaching.  It's just after five pm.  Time to get ready for I am the one, the only, in this house that will yearn for the dark to begin my thoughts and work!  Is this normal?  Don't answer me.  Wackiness is what gives color to my work.  I'll quietly keep it tucked inside by day...and let it jump out at night.  Best of both worlds.  

WELCOME TO MY NEW WORLD!

Here we are at the beginning of my new blog.  I'm Susan, and the fellow to the left is the main character in the children's book story I am currently writing.  His name is Walker. I can't tell you much more right now...but I am here to let you know I'm a returning cartoonist and illustrator and writer....I've done all the other stuff over the last few decades, and done them well...but somehow the gnawing characters in my brain kept talking to me...begging me to come back, laugh with them, fill them in with color, give them adventures to go through...bring them to the end of their stories.  I'd try to ignore them.  I'd packed them away and shut the door on the lid.  I kept them from floods, mold, and dust.  But every Christmas when I'd go fetch the decorations, I would glance over at my drawing board and the box where all my art supplies and stories were, and I could hear the voices of my imaginary rascals...urging me to open the lid, let them become "real" again.
After the fabulous careers and the hoopla, I realized they were right...I needed to give them a voice and life in living color again...and so I have walked across the street to the other side of life...the one that makes me laugh and smile and feel alive...that makes me gleeful as a child.  It's writing and drawing for children that most makes me happy...and that my friends, is what life should be about...doing what we love most! I'm setting my sights on traveling far this time...and I have a destination in mind...it's the journey that is the best part...come along with me and share in laughter!  Let me know if you like what I'm doing...you're my audience...thanks for being here!