Talking Heads

Talking heads said to another, “Quiet, we wish to hear him speak,” “Me quiet, why you talk so much the walls have forgotten more secrets than you were told,” “Bah! Enough, I keep secrets just fine, mind…” “Just the other day you were telling Old Man Worm that the bird woke up early and had…

Have you noticed?

A lot of things and types you don’t want to meet end in the sound -erd. You would rather not see a wizard, nor be in a blizzard, while eating gizzard with a buzzard watching overhead.

World Building: Shaman

Dear Reader, Our last world building post brought us to a far Western Island in a different universe than our own, while I directed everyone to sit before a stranger, a shamanic individual, a wise person on this floating ball of dirt and metal. His gaze shifts across each of your faces. Judging, perhaps gauging…

Welcome

Dear Reader, I have an idea to write out an adventure over a series of posts. The following posts will cover how I create my character, plot out the adventure, paint the villain and atmosphere, and best of all watch the character succeed or fail. It is an exciting idea to explore. I believe I…

Idea World

Idea world: embark and disembark realm A man stood holding a woman’s hand as they overlooked an uninhabited mountain. Silence. Resounding silence attacked their ear canals causing their pressures to change. Each brought a hand to their opposite ear as they popped in unison. Their Maker had promised them a day of silence. His Wisdom’s…

MORE CREATIVE WRITING (a better start)

An adaption of Kenneth Grahame’s characters and continuation of their stories from “Wind in the Willows” Babbling sounds rise and echo around the small hollow.  Rising from slumber, stretching outward, brushing the mud caked ceiling which had dried out ages ago, some of it came crumbling down on poor Rat’s head.  Rolling out of bed…

FREESTYLE CREATIVE WRITTING (a beginning)

Stooping down by rolling river, rapid water splish splashing, reverbing off rock and ebbed soil. Little paw reaching in, fishing about for its afternoon tea. Triumph, harrumph, the fish slipped away, pouting river rat slumps down against the haggard tree. It’s branches draping him from the Summer Sun, lazily drifting away to slumber. Gazing down…

(CREATIVE WRITTING PROJECT: HENRY – CHAP 3)

Reviewed July 1, 2020 Chapter III               “Fifteen minutes until closing,” Dottie announced.  Everyone bustled about finishing their drinks and cleaning up.  The people who performed began to file on stage for a brief meeting with the owner who distributed blank envelopes to everyone.  “A portion of the profits from tonight, thank you for helping…

(POEM: HENRY – CHAP 2)

“A Hand Always Given” Over hills we traveled, many of us new, bedazzled, at the spectacular castle which held our future, Different walks of life directed us to the same place, where we learned and grew, and became emboldened.  Whenever we lost our way, a hand was always given, and though we stumbled, no one…

(CREATIVE WRITTING PROJECT: HENRY – CHAPTER 2)

Reviewed July 8, 2020                                                                                                 Chapter II Their order came out while Betsy and Henry’s conversation moved forward as a spark began to ignite itself and they slowly found each other’s company comforting.   “I doubt that the Irish team will win the cup this tournament,” Henry said to Betsy’s bold statement that the Irish…