#Writober Day 11: Shoeless into the storm

writober day eleven

To and Fro by Teun Hocks

This is such a great story image. I have so many questions. Why did this man rush out of the house in the night with only a candle. Why didn’t he put on shoes? How is that candle staying lit?

You can see more of Teun Hocks‘s work in his books.

#vss: very short story

Fred always left his shoes on the porch. He never imagined the wind stealing them, forcing him to chase them through the storm.

#OctPoWriMo

Theme: Motion And Transfomation

I love that today’s alternate prompt is to use poetry magnets or words from a newspaper. I have an art book, actually it’s a copy of Mary Joe Frug’s Women and the Law (University Casebook) (Univerisity Casebook) that I found at a garage sale. I’ve been wanting to use some of the pages for black-out poems. I’ll try my first one for today’s poem.
Interesting side note: Women and the Law (University Casebook) (Univerisity Casebook) was published posthumously. Mary Joe’s murder has never been solved.

Women and Work

women and work poem

#FlashFicHive

Create a storyboard of images/words for a story.

day 11 fic hive

graphic by Anjela Curtis

This should be fun. I can do a pinterest board with the image prompt, poem, mind map, very short story and other images. Since I’ve already written today’s story, I’ll choose one of the previous images I haven’t written a longer story for yet.

Hmm, I think I’ll do a storyboard for Day 7 since today’s #OctPoWriMo prompt is about dancing and my very short story from Day 7 is about dancing.

Sorry this didn’t get out earlier. I have a cold and everything took forever today. I hope you find some inspiration here.

Happy Reading and Writing!

Mother Nature Wouldn’t Let Me Post: A Three-Stomached Blob Monster

fantasy TappsActually, Mother Nature is being mean! I woke up yesterday morning to a tree branch, brandished as a projectile by the wind like an arrow, through the rear windshield of my car. Shortly thereafter, the power went out and stayed out until around midnight. This morning, a huge tree branch had completely removed the rear windshield of my mate’s car and dented the hood. Really? Twice in two days? I still can’t believe it. And the wind is still howling. Looking at the news, I’m just grateful a tree didn’t fall on the house.

Needless to say, my writing routine is a little out of whack.

However, I did make a sketch of an illustration idea for my Middle Grade Fiction. I want the illustrations to look like a little boy who loves to draw made them. What do you think?

A Three-Stomached Blob Monster

A Three-Stomached Blob Monster