Sunday, January 15, 2017


Every year within the first few weeks of January, my husband and I sit down with his family and make a list of goals. The following year, we read our lists, tally our victories, and write a new list, adjusting our expectations based on our previous scores.

I scored a measly 38.6% success on 2016. I read (over) 50 books to include one non-fiction; I met my agent when he was in Orlando for a conference (and I got to fangirl Sarah McGuire, who I didn't know would be there); I finally bought myself a new pair of Converse (Ox blue--they're beautiful!); and I improved my social media skills---slightly. Yet I never wore sunscreen, I didn't keep up with weeding, and while I dropped to part-time, I still haven't quit my day job.

But there were also a lot of victories that I didn't plan for! I wrote my first book under contract without losing any sleep, and it might even be stronger than its predecessor. My husband was accepted into a conference in Tokyo so I tagged along and we made it a vacation--our first in five years. (OH MY GOD THE FOOD.) I also got to meet my best friend's babies, saw my sister-in-law get married, and made more dinners than I microwaved!

One goal I never managed to accomplish was drawing more, however, and herein lies the blog. Once upon a time, as a socially anxious twenty-something, I had a habit of gutting my online art galleries every two or three years, so the fact that this blog has existed since November of 2007 is kind of a miracle. Unfortunately, it's also been circling the drain for a very long time. I can't commit the effort to updating it, and, after much consideration, SketchMedley will be closing down within the week.

If you want to keep track of my misadventures, is the best place to start, or follow me on twitter (@marytaranta).

Thank you for all the visits and comments and friendships. <3 p="">

Friday, August 12, 2016

half past the point of no return

Working on aesthetics for the female protagonist of a new project. I wrote 50k of this story (code called Grave-Robbing Monsters with Swords) last year but set it aside after Shimmer and Burn sold, and I'm finally heading back in after reworking the plot and deciding that genderswapping the two leads was the best idea ever.

And Dylan because he's my favorite.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

three days' grace

The astonishing return of anatomical impossibilities! 

Due to two deadlines falling on the same day, July is kind of a humid blur of anxiety and midnights at this point, but I am finally emerging bright-eyed (and sleep deprived) into August, ready to tackle the world!

Thursday, June 23, 2016

midsummer scream

Apologies for the lackluster posting. The first draft of Book 2 is due in about six weeks and as such, I am staring panic in the face and it is blowing raspberries in return. (Yet nothing inspires me more than a fear of failure, so....) I am happy with the story, just not so much the words that tell it. 

On the upside, I've gotten good use out of this sexy journal the husband gave me for Christmas! It came with an engraved plaque with the book's original title and a very sweet note that no one else will ever read that still makes me cry - and work harder! - six months later.

And here is a Faris, anxiety-inducing little monster. 

Happy Thursday, y'all. 

Friday, May 13, 2016

we're all caught in the middle

It's that magical time of year again: my sister's birthday! Alas, I haven't had a chance to draw her a card this year, so this is from 2014. 

It comes with some backstory. 

Our dad is a huge musical theater fan, so growing up, we were exposed to a lot of musicals. A LOT OF MUSICALS. As often happens, we actually liked some of them!, but as also happens, we didn't always agree. Audrey preferred Mandy Patinkin while Michael Crawford was more my speed. It became a joking point of contention between us for many years, culminating in this atrocity of a card.

In summary, I adore my sister, and I've even grown to appreciate Mandy Patinkin. 

And because I am a sentimental beast, here's another drawing I did for her a loooooong time ago, back when hands were still a mystery to me: