Flats have been laid on the Hardy Boys covers. Assuming Jim gets back to me tomorrow, I'm ready to start painting them.
Fuck. I think I'm going to go to bed now and get up early tomorrow to work on this. Shit, shit, shit... this is one deadline I did NOT need.
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Hang in there - gecco.
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It turned out that the editor didn't give me the covers to paint anyway. I didn't get his email in time, and he allocated them to someone else -- which frankly is a bit of a relief at this point.
*sigh* The ways of the publishing industry...
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