crazy stuff,  illos,  Life Lessons,  raving lunatic rant

My great book idea

my new book

This sketching every day is fun but it’s making my blog not very colorful! Where are the fun pictures of Baby Bug?!!! Bring back the color you say? I agree. All this black and white and gray and a little bit of red today is very boooooar-ring.

But I have to post this because there is a story behind it and if I just leave it there sitting in flickrland people might make up stuff about me being depressed. Which actually is sort of where this idea came from BUT DON’T WORRY! I am not depressed! I’m actually feeling pretty happy and silly as I write this at two-fourty-two in the morning. What can I say? When I get free computer time, I use it.

This little drawing was supposed to be of some depressed looking goth teenager reading a novel. I even had his hair worked out. It would be black and flat ironed into his face. He’d be wearing skinny pants so skinny his legs looked like sticks. And then of course he’d be holding this book which would be funny as hell because who needs to read a book about being depressed! Hahahahahaah! I crack myself up.

Then I got bogged down in how to make the title of the book show up at the right perspective but have it still be readable…and it was just taking way too long! I don’t have time to be making complicated sketches when I have a toddler around! Not to mention, every time I break out the pen and paper she demands that it is HER pen and HER paper and then colors all over whatever I am drawing.

So this is what I’m left with. The book. I think it’s a pretty good idea for a book actually. It would be a parody. I’d write chapters and chapters about how to be morbidly depressed. I’d cover the small things like how to insure a hangover by not drinking water (thanks BA for that one) all the way to how to obsess about the hopelessness of world peace… You’d spend so much time thinking about how pathetic it is to be sad, that you’d actually end up doing the opposite and feel happy. Does that make sense?

Of course I’d have to heavily rely upon research from people like this blogger. In fact, maybe I’d even ask her to co-write it for me since she’s already written several books. I love her blog and continually find inspiration from it. Just read the quotes down the right side (not at the top but a little ways down) and I dare you not to feel inspired to be happier about your life. Happy isn’t that hard after all. It just takes some work.

Turn that frown upside down!

taking her sweet time

Now lets get some color back in this blog!


  • bethany v

    love the idea!!! funny, workable, and it actually would have the ‘get happy’ effect i think! would be a great reminder to have on the shelf on those sucky days. oh, and love that late-night computer time, i just usually end up regretting it the next morning when the kids are up early (I’m NOT a morning person!) been loving the drawings, they’re so fresh and beautifully lit. thanks for putting bug back in tho :)

  • DeeJay

    What a great book that would be! Brenda you are such an inspiration to me. Now if I could just get over this humongus cold I might actually do something with these inspired feelings and ideas.

    Be well and kill a sand castle for me please.

  • Gramma

    It’s so much easier to remember the happy times…why waste your efforts on dull, dark, morbid sad times and feelings?

  • Sarah

    that really makes a lot of sense. Usually, the last thing people will do is do what you tell them. This way they they think they will be all rebellious by being happy! haha great idea!

  • OMSH

    THAT is funny…I was giggling before I even scrolled down.

    I went to bed that late last night too.

    And someone else we know was up at that hour.

    Night owls, all.

  • Kuky

    I don’t think your sketches are boring. I’ve enjoyed them all!

    And hee hee, I just noticed, is that just one ponytail on the side of baby bug’s head or is the other one hiding?

  • Marilyn

    I had an old boyfriend who said about alcoholics/addicts (he was a recovering one) that they were such a weird mix of insecurity and grandiosity…or more succinctly in his words, “I’m the piece of sh*t the world revolves around.” :)