October 2020, I asked for an illustrator for my children’s book Land of Lost Socks, but received no answer. I thought, “Maybe I should just try to draw.” I watched Youtube videos, learning how to draw a circle and make shading with a mechanical pencil. I watched videos of Bob Ross painting landscapes with happy trees and happy accidents. I watched an acquaintance draw a bird and absorbed how he made a blank piece of paper come to life with a number 2 pencil. I purchased number 2 pencils at the Dollar Store and my drawings improved. A friend contacted me because she knew an illustrator of children’s books; however, we were both busy during the holidays and did not connect. I continued to draw socks. I joined a writing meetup group online, seeking advice from published authors. They offered positive feedback with constructive criticism for my book and the illustrations, so I drew more socks. Yesterday I decided to draw something different: my hand. When I felt that the drawing was somewhat finished, I could not believe my eyes. I had a hard time believing that I could actually draw. Then I remembered how determined I am. And I will keep drawing.
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