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Inspiration Friday

I am so happy it is the day of rest! I have much more work to do before I am all caught up. Things I have accomplished so far:

1. Putting all the papers my boss stacked onto my desk into one neat and organized mess on his desk… (revenge clutter!)
2. Confirming that I am alive with all my friends (alternately confirming that I did travel and was not ignoring them).
3. Watching Supernatural episodes I missed.
4. 1/3 of a homework assignment

After this post I hope to add more to that list. It’s too easy to let the little things pile up around ya. If you have free time make the most of it.

Here are some prompts to get you started on a creative venture.


The leak meant I had to clean out under my sink, and there I found…

When was not the question he’d meant to ask.

The air raid sirens were common, and the shaking became natural.

“Love me for no less than who I was and love me for no more than who I am.”

The first incision was small and that’s when she knew everything would be alright.

“You should go to the dance with me because I’m gonna take you to Red Lobster.  My grandpa gave me a coupon ’cause you are one special lady and you deserve the best.”


Inspiration Friday

If you are reading this then Congratulations, you are not trapped in a time loop of February 2nd.

I have a job interview, but it’s more like a gauntlent of problem solving in a very tall building. I’m going to bring a boom box (an honest to god boom box) to play action music. Gotta find the right cassette tape though. Anyone else got some intresting/weird/fun weekend plans?

Below are some prompts to get your imagination going. If you have any ideas feel free to share them below.

|| enjoy ||

So small, hardly a year old, and I can’t escape that feeling when she sleeps she’s seeing the secrets I’ve been hiding. Rockabye, my sweet

As soon as she shut her eyes, the maze reappeared.

First, the marble fell into the chute where it swung down the plastic only to hit the miniature toy soldier hanging from the pole; sending him into action.

The news desk shuddered, more debris from the ceiling fell but the anchor continued to broadcast the events live.

Bruhahaha. (#TuesdayTales had it but it is my favorite word…tied with kerfuffle)

The mobile hung from the ceiling spinning slowly, each pane of the story reflecting as it came around.

Ain’t nobody can touch my violin. The strings only bend to my ear.

“If I were to sum it up in one sentence- I ran. Happy?”

The water washed over him, welcoming him back with thick waves that he could float on

{happy friday}

Smile Wednesday

I know I have a number of readers on this blog, and a few commenters. I really hope that wherever you are, your finding a reason to smile today. Or a reason to just make something.  I just read my newspaper and there are some crazy things happening in town.

Of course, the real fun is on Craigslist. Possibly the worst way for me to spend my day, because inevitably I end up looking at the puppies I cannot take home. I volunteer at the shelter sure, but they rarely offer me adorable blonde Labrador puppies to play with.

For example:

Well, damn. Sign me up!

For those that cannot read it, it says:

We are two gentleman in need of a trio of sexy personal security. In times as such safety is always our number one concern. Please do not send a resume’ consisting of background that does not  directly correlate to the offer. We need to make sure you have the proper skills and paperwork to carry a concealed weapon. This offer will most likely fillup quickley so please do not hesitate to send in your measurments, as as job quilfications and a picture of you in a bikini.

Desired skills: Rock Climbing, Foreign Languages, Martial Arts,  Pole Dancing, Weapon Quals, High School Diploma, Passport, Demolition experiance, Great Cook, Beer Pong playing, Hand to hand combat, Pilots Liscense, Phsycology degree, Great looks.




Yeah, let me see how many of those things I can check off. Right, looks like I just need that High School Diploma and I’m good. Later this afternoon I will be in a Psych study, so I’m gonna enjoy playing mind games with the experimenters.

Happy February!

See you on Friday, or earlier if anyone decides to email their art.


Fantastical Friday

Yesterday I discovered that I have a very random ability. I can type faster and more coherently with my eyes shut. I was trying out something that had been thrown out in class- Writing, as suggested, was best when the writer had no idea what was going on. So I sat down, opened up a new document, opened my mind, shut my eyes and typed. I think I’m going to edit the results a little later tonight, but overall I’m quite pleased with the results.

I recommend everyone try it.

Link of interest:

Live Life: A Day Dreamer’s Journal …looking for submissions, help break the Guinness World Record of Most Author’s for one book

And if you’d be so kind, I’d appreciate constructive criticism on a story I’m going to submit to UAA’s lit magazine, Understory. The story is Castles Made of Mud.

On to the main event: Happy Friday! If you can think of any ideas you’d like to see, share below. See what you can make of these prompts:


The eel darted across the murky waters, passing by the shipwreck unnoticed.

The cluttered cacophony shuddered, and then silence.

The katana fell to the ground without making a noise. There were no words left anyways.

It was easy enough to find good, legible, ‘N’s and ‘O’s in the first magazine. Finding the next couple of letters was much more difficult.

I woke up in another city, and I had only been sleeping for two hours this time.

Rock looked to Paper, who looked to Scissors and an uncomfortable silence fell between them.

It was the fifth of January and they were already talking about tomorrow trying not to remember what had happened last week.

A malicious rubick’s cube

Paste, Pale, Prick

And then there’s this:

Ultimate Traffic Cam


{Have a lovely weekend all!}

Inspiration Friday

I am just exhausted from this week. I have great classes but they are all jam-packed together into one squishy mess of chaos and campus-running-around-ness. I reserve the right to make up words, yes.  Below are writing/art/drawing/painting prompts. Please feel free to add your own ideas into the comment section. Don’t forget there is still a contest  going on.


Dear Mr. Stevenson,

We have received your application today, and have taken careful note of all your special talents abilities. Despite your overwhelming lack of qualifications, we have already hired someone else who is not crazy. Thank you for your inquiry.

She played with the red gold band on her finger to keep her nerves in check.

The coloring book she gave her son had blank pages originally. However, each day a new page was filled with increasingly weird images.

It was not unusual to see the Man in the Moon hanging in the night sky. Tonight though, he had brought his wife.

Curl, cave, convex, custom

The burns on his arms were healing, even as the scars changed.

The day the sun went Nova, that’s when I knew.

The comet came only once every fifty years. Each time it seemed to glow a little dimmer. After all this time, the comet still did not want to give up searching for her.  She had promised.

I would not mind if you whispered those words again.

The cat pawed at the notebook trying to get it open.

{Happy Friday}


Inspiration Friday

Let’s see what else is happening this week… Colbert is running for president, SOPA draws nearer to the Senate, and education of the masses starts next week. I must warn you: the History books may not be kind to us and so we must chose our words carefully, my friends.

Enjoy these prompts, and leave some of your own in the comments.


It was no use to him practically but theoretically, yes. How it could jump between perceptions and boundaries he did not know or care. There was work to be done.

A requiem is meant to ferry the dead to safe harbors; so she sang. But the melody choked and seemed to become a lullaby. And who could sleep when the grave yards were being buried in work.

The old clock was tired of its job; its arms sagged, the ticks n’ tocks yawned, and the chiming of the hour was melancholy at best.

Heart, dawn, bloom

The newspaper-real honest to god paper- had to resort to extreme headlines to reclaim its audience.

This contract can be canceled in case of an act of god. See section 13, part B.

“Another gem,” she mused, “like the one given to Persephone from her husband to soothe her.”

From the beach I could see the whales, 3 of them, breeching on the hour, every hour. They had been doing it all day.

Copper burns green.


Happy Friday everyone. Enjoy your weekend. Massive snowfall here, means sledding. See you on the slopes!

Remember, there’s also a contest going on.

Fickle Friday

So… apparently you can set wordpress to post things at a certain time. What does this mean? Well right now I’m not even remotely near a computer. Digital Media Player provided to flights from Anchorage to Hawaii, yes. Internet, no. This is therefore a post sent to the future from the past.  In the past Congress was fighting to block el Presidente. There were no more new Harry Potter movies. Have things  changed much in the future? I hope my presence does not create a paradox. I shall move now to dwell in the realm of fiction where these things do not plague me. At this very moment (The one where I am currently in the future. Keep up now.) I am ordering (suprisingly delicious) airplane food. Pardon me, I do not like to post with my mouth full.

Without further ado- Here are some prompts to create art; drawings, stories, pictures… Have fun!

—| enjoy |—

She liked to play it by ear. The small apendage fit nicely in her pocket and turned cold when it was needed.

Fickle, uranium, confection

Contrary to popular opinion, yellow was not originally part of the spectrum.

Votes, much like dice, were a thing to be bet upon once cast. Most people were shy to wager on the outcome of the small triangle in play.

The moon has exactly seven noticeble craters

Recently there has been a decline in the value of five dollar words.

The mast of the ship was decorated by a large octopus that was entangled around a broken glass botle

An acronym from a common word that indicates the opposite

A folktale on why armadillos wear armor. (or any other creature. Did you really think anteaters enjoy the taste of ants?)

Crowley is displeased.

made by vt_graphics


Please post bellow any things you’d like to see created. Ideas are meant to be shared!

I’d also like to remind you that there is a contest going on AS THESE WORDS ARE BEING TRANSCRIBED.

All the best,