Whenever I hear the word precious, I always think of Gollum, so I had to go a slightly different direction. A little bit of Sci-Fi, maybe? “We only require precious metals, nothing more,” assured the Homdu Prime Amassador. We didn’t understand how bad the translation was until the harvesting started. Illustrations to come later….
Day 8 of Inktober is Star. Let’s add a little mystery to our writing: The astronomer sat open mouthed when he realized the north star was simply…gone.
Inktober Day 7 is exhausted, but I didn’t want to direct low energy writing so turned it around a bit. After a week with the twins, I expected to be completely exhausted. What actually happened was so strange, though. I’ll post any illustrations I get later. Have fun!
Inkober’s Day 6 word is drooling. So have a writing prompt worthy of the day. I’ve never see such a drooling mess until I watched my cousin’s St. Bernard last weekend. I’ll post illustrations when I get them.
Inktober Day 5 I had a hard time creating a prompt for today until I remembered something a young soldier once told me when he was admitted to sick call. A long night in the ER started with, “the chicken was pink in the middle, but we ate it anyway.” Feel free to submit anything...
