Vampire Chicken

How many days has it been now? Look how lazy I'm getting! 
Have been teaching myself a new system to make more dynamic pitch decks.
And then animate them as well.
Which has taken hours upon hours.
I can see this is the future of developing projects.
We're still under quarantine. I'm sure you've already heard, but it's only getting worse...
But on a brighter note, the egg I bet on hatched. I've been awaiting this arrival for days. Of course she was the last one to hatch--but at least she hatched. So, I'm introducing to the world--Carmilla Cluckstein. Which is a terrible take on Carmilla Karnstein, but maybe there's something to a female chicken vampire story. I actually don't get to have any further interaction with the chick, I just get to name her. Which is fine by me. 

 Am going to share with you a couple of the pages of a new pitch deck I've been working on. I like to call them 'world' pages, but you can use 'tone' or 'look'. Of course, it's not where I want it to be yet. But I'm a writer with zero computer design skills which puts me behind the curve. Hell, in my day it was all done with photocopies and cut-outs. And I know there's a chunk of you who have no idea of what I'm talking about. Whatever. It's me trying to explain why I'm a little slow when it comes to all this design stuff. And trying to express yourself visually as a writer is important. Very important. Well, I guess writer / creator is more valid. Just saw a friend's new pitch deck for a new series she has in the works done by a professional designer and it is mind-blowing. Mine's never gonna be anywhere near that great--but it will be better than it is now. That's the thing I realized a long time ago--I'm never going to be the best, but I will be one of the most consistent. Sometimes, that's what gets you the brass ring. 

Fun, fun, fun. 

 And now back to work. 
Ciao. 

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