Occasionally, I weep elsewhere about the Large Amorphous Manuscript. It is not a novel. It is, perhaps, an outline that is twice the length of what the final story should be. It is a tangled mass of threads, the back of an embroidery, knotted and tangled. And yet there are some shining colours there, in a dozen sentences of describing trees one will stand waving its branches. It is a dense, rough sketch which must be refined, have its composition straightened out, details lost and added, lines inked darker or faded out, textures flooded in.
Illustration is easier.
Sometimes I draw plot points.
Kathleen Jennings 
Story notes as the back of an embroidery – a wonderful image!
Thank you!
:)))))
This is purdy!!!!!
Merci!
for me it’s the opposite, writing is easier. drawing (which I have little skill with) is much more difficult, but we keep plodding along, I guess. :)
Boats against the tide, &c :)
I really like this! I can perfectly imagine how they both feel
oh, thank you!