After a long slog learning Corel Painter 2015, relearning how to paint, and a lot of trial and error, the cover for The Road Out is done.
So, here it is:
It’s not going to stop the presses, but I’m very happy with the outcome.
Our publish date has been pushed back by a bout of illness on both sides of the Pacific, but we shall be publishing on Friday the 3rd of July.
Just two more sleeps until this two-year project is brought to a close.
I have had enough, my wife and kids have had enough, Rob is staying outwardly positive, but he’s had enough, too. Even the dog is avoiding me.
In years past, I have worked 12 hour night shifts six days a week for months on end, working on construction projects. When we had the engineering business, I remember bouts of falling asleep with a welding torch in my hand at 4am. Some engineering jobs I did went for 18 months.
But I have never been involved in anything more emotionally and physically exhausting than this book.
I can’t take a casual approach to anything in my life, really. I have never been satisfied with anything less than the very best I can do.
Low Spectrum Autism (as Asperger’s is now called) is both a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, I am blessed with the ability to drive myself to learn to do something until I fall over trying. On the other hand, myself and those around me are cursed with a life of endless trials and constant failures.
On the world stage, I’m not a genius. I’m not even that great at what I do, by those standards. In reality, though, I am satisfied that I am doing the very best I can do at whatever I aim to do.
I aim to be a writer, and earn an income for my family by doing so.
Will this endeavor succeed, when my past and present is littered with the wreckage of my previous efforts?
That’s not for me to say.
Either way, I’m satisfied I’ve done my best.