Sometimes you just have to say...

...guys who wear black eyeliner are so pretty....




I think I shall paint it on all the bird boys in my current work in progress. I'm still at fever pitch with the plotting - dancing in my seat with every new idea, it's excellent exercise. Well, excellent exercise for the girl who just unwrapped a few clothes from her exercise bike (they make for excellent hangers) and a layer of dust. Oops! I decided to go on a diet today - two weeks before Christmas and with so much chocolate in the house (well that's for other people of course). I have a fabulous sense of timing. Or maybe, I just like things that are doomed to fail...

In other news, in last night's dream everyone's eyes turned black and there was something to do with trains in Tokyo and pyramids. I think it may have freaked sleeping me out, but waking me sure wishes she could remember it.

And in further news, have you seen this...

...it's been all over my blog feed this morning (okay, I slightly exaggerate - I'm prone to that). Looks cool though. It's a collaboration between Aaron Polson (I may have started his fan club once upon a few years ago), James Everington, Alan Ryker and Iain Rowan. The first issue's stories are reprints but the following issues will be original stories.

I bet those boys would wear black eyeliner.

Well, I suspect tomorrow would be a good day to start the whole dieting thing since there'll be a gazillion children running about my small house. I should hide my copies of Barbed Wire Hearts before they scribble in them and maybe hide the crayons too... and the black eyeliner.