These are doodles from my notebook. I’ve found that drawing them actually helps me focus. I’m prone to fidgeting and daydreaming and existential spirit-questing, so the act of making these has become a kind of grounding ritual.
Plus, they remind me that not every detail has to be perfect. If you’re deliberate and consistent, the end result is solid. This is reassuring, because when I’m writing a novel, my tendency is to fuss over every crumb of diction. I’ve edited this post four times now.