Now that I've found a site, whose contributors are far better at digital art than I ever will be, I've done my last painting - for a while. I think $50-ish dollars for a great book cover is well worth the money.
This is the same as the last one, except that I erased everything below the skyline and started again. I know I've got the reflected sun in the wrong place but I can't be bothered to change it. It's a little like writing: even when you know a scene/character/subplot isn't right, it's always hard to consign them to the deep. For me it's the same with painting. But I did and this is the result, my last, at least until I've finished my next novel.
I still haven't decided whether it's to be the fourth in the Kongomato trilogy, or the one I've been working on for weeks: Apocalypse sans zombies. Doesn't matter, really. One has to come first. Never again will I write two (or more) simultaneously.
That might be alright for some well known authors, who in all likelihood have a team of people working for them, but not for me.
I've downloaded the newest update of TextMaker, which I still maintain is far better than Word and a fraction of the cost, and shall begin, well why not today? Just got collect my stash of Mars Bars and Bovril. Yes I know I'm gross but it keeps me going for weeks.