This morning, I decided to digress from my zine-making ritual a little. But that wasn’t sacrilegious as I did it to make more time for actual zine-production. Instead of taking care of things like laundry, cooking and dishes, and start working at 9:15 a.m., I said “fuck laundry, fuck cooking and fuck the dishes,” and started working at 8:30 a.m.
Also, I said “fuck it if I’m late to the office,” and added another 15 minutes to my work on my zine.
However, I still didn’t manage to finish it. So far, I laid out only half of it (and it looks bitchin!). I hope to continue working on it now, while I’m at the office, but I might run into a bunch of interruptions because we have a new client and I need to close a month, and bla bla bla…
I’m thinking, if tomorrow, Friday, my daughter decides to play by herself with the huge pile of new toys she got for her birthday, I might be able to squeeze in a bit of zine-production in between all of my maternal duties (it should be noted that saying “fuck my maternal duties” is not an option, and might actually be sacrilegious), and before Sabbath starts. Ah, the joys of being a zinester mother of a two-year-old.
If it doesn’t work out, it’s ok. I have a few days off work next week for Channukah, while my daughter still has daycare. So I basically have a few full days all to myself (full, that is, until 3:45 p.m. when I need to go pick up my daughter from daycare). Even though it won’t be within the borders of November proper and thus, not a part of ZineWriMo anymore, zine-production has no time limits and no deadlines. So fuck November too. I’ll be zinestering into December and that’s ok.
Besides, zine-production on Channukah should rule! I’ll get powdered sugar and jelly smears all over the pages, and maybe even some colorful candlewax. And my fingers will get all sticky and I’ll try to figure out if it’s from all the jelly or all the glue. Awesome!
Peace, love and since I can’t set my zine free today, I’ll give you a taste. Here’s the cover!