Pain is weakness leaving the body… or something like that.

So my hand hurts because I just spent the last two hours drawing out a giant 2ftx3ft poster for Purgatory Peak, the setting for the Christian Cole novels. I started off with the lake, which sits in the middle of town. Then I drew the main roads and inserted the islands in the middle of the lake, which- er, never mind. But they’re small islands.

Then I started drawing the houses in the neighborhoods, keeping track of how many houses and the average size of the families in mind. I started in Lakeshore, moved to Gateway, then on to Redwood and Downtown before wrapping everything up down in Hospital Heights. Most of the neighborhoods weren’t that hard, except for Redwood. Why Redwood, you may ask? Well, mainly because Redwood was built in the 1950’s. And anyone who knows much about the ’50’s architecture knows that they were small houses that were all designed alike. Block after block of conformity.

Ugh…

Yeah, that plan I had about what I’m working on the next few months (including the short story)? Out the window due to news I can’t talk too much about yet. But it’s exciting news to say the least.

So dedication leads to weakness leaving the body… does that mean dedication is pain?

You decide.