Day Eighty-eight

     This painting will make very little sense to anyone but me -- and the kind and wonderful people from my critique groups. It is another image from my picture book dummy, which is humming right along, by the way. The manuscript has to be postmarked by the 15th (nothing like waiting until the last minute), so this challenge couldn't have come at a better time. 
​     As for my critique groups, I have three. One is primarily area writers and we've been meeting in one incarnation or another for about a year. It is a diverse group and I am very thankful to have found them. The second mixes writers and illustrators. I am new to this group, so I'm still seeing how I fit in there. The third group is quite small and far flung. I met these women in my past life halfway across the country. They are part of the rainbow unicorn of critique groups that used to meet at my house one Saturday a month. I don't know how we worked so well, but we did. Thank heaven for the interwebs (yes, I know that is incorrect)! It has enabled us to keep at least part of our group intact, even though we have scattered to various parts of the country. 
​     I don't know where I would be without all of these people in my life. They keep me on track, show me different perspectives, cause me to examine each word, and polish my work until it shines. They are awesome and I appreciate them so very much!