Ghastly Snacks

A blog of me trying new things... :)

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Happy Halloween!

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Today's doodle

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Migraine Monster

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Sunday doodle …

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This year's pumpkin! :)

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Beginnings of new Dragon

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Finding the frog was supposed to be the easy part.

Writer’s Block

In one sentence is the spark of a story. Ignite. Mission: Write a story, a description, a poem, a metaphor, a commentary, or a memory about this sentence. Write something about this sentence. Be sure to tag writeworld in your block!

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Finding the frog was supposed to be the easy part.  John was quickly beginning to realise this was not the case.

 “Stupid prat” he thought to himself… “think of how impressed she will be…she will be all over you if you return with some of his slime.  How does he even know it has healing powers."

 “What do you think Spud?”  John’s ever faithful Labrador looked at him quizzically, then flopped down by his feet. 

 "I really should turn back but Tomas would never let me live it down"  "See him .. that’s the eejit that’s afraid of frogs … hahahahaha …. Everyone would be afraid of frogs if they were 20 foot tall!"

 Scratching behind Spud’s ears always made it look like he was paying attention and made John feel less like a loon for talking to himself.

“In hindsight a plan would have been helpful but when you are six sheets to the wind on whiskey everything sounds like a great idea, teeheehee”

 Clouds rolling in on the horizon start to make John a little fidgety.  “Hmm, those could make the trek back down this hill a bit dodgy”. 

 The landscape below was spread out like a patchwork quilt, but there was no sign of the frog.

 “From up here I should be able to make the bugger out.”   A snort was all the recognition he got as Spud nuzzled a laurel plant.

 Suddenly a noise to the left tells him the little bugger found his hiding place first.  John swings around just in time to see a sticky looking tongue slide out of sight behind a boulder.

 “Phew, that was close Spud.  I thought frogs didn’t have a sense of smell ... that absolute pillock … I will kill that Tomas when I get back!”

 The sticky tongue crashes onto the grass to his left, Spud starts to growl.

 “If I get back…”

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It's probably harmless.

Writer’s Block

In one sentence is the spark of a story. Ignite. Mission: Write a story, a description, a poem, a metaphor, a commentary, or a memory about this sentence. Write something about this sentence. Be sure to tag writeworld in your block!

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Almost hidden beneath a large tree It catches my eye as if waiting for me

Round like a ball with no edges in sight Spinning and glinting in the moonlight

It’s probably harmless, touch it and see It’s probably harmless, it calls out to me

My brain shouts a warning, I pay it no heed My hand reaches out, it’s probably a seed

In the blink of eye sharp spikes appear It happens so fast I can’t get into gear

My hand recoils back, my legs thrash about The pain is severe I try to cry out

No sound is heard, the pain it just grows I know it’s too late as my eyes start to close

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Quick drawing ... Needs work but similar :) Drawn from: http://www.zerochan.net/651454#full

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Practice, practice, practice…

Drawn from : http://otakumegane.blog.com/2011/05/23/blue-exorcist-ep-6/

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A anime version of Snow White ... just need to learn colouring ....

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More practice ...

Blue Exorcist - drawn from

https://sites.google.com/site/blueexorcistpokemonbrs/blue-exorcist/les-personnages-de-blue-exorcist

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Some afternoon sketching .. drawn from the following:

http://livlily.blogspot.co.uk/2010/10/hercules-1997.html

http://www.filmedge.net/Alice/progRabbit.htm

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He's coming..

The noise is deafening … BOO-OOM! I grab Jess’s hand but she doesn't notice me Her face pale, her eyes wide with fear Far above pieces of the sun move across the sky I should have listened to the old man “Mind your tongue or he might hear us!” People run screaming, trying to find some place safe It's too late .. He's coming..

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Ghastly snacks...

Up the stairs and off to sleep

Before the creatures hear you peep

  For in the darkness they will come

And take your fingers toes and thumbs

  Unless to bed you make with haste

You’ll end up stomped & squished to paste

  To spread upon their ghastly snacks

Of bones and eyes and childrens backs

  So sleep you safe inside your bed

And hold on tight your little head

  So full of dreams and hopes to come

Just pray you will keep both your thumbs

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Afterlife

No-one told me it was going to be like this.

So much for fluffy clouds and family reunions.

It feels like I have been in this queue for years.  Actually, I have been. That’ll teach me to look both ways when crossing the road.

Come on already!

Some days people drop like flies… you move up a few spaces.  This has been a slow week.

All that talk about re-incarnation. "Didn't get it right the first time around? No problem… this is your second chance."

They didn't mention the millions of souls in front of you.

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Daily Prompt

"The best part of my day is the moment I see your face."

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As soon as the door opens I know she has arrived.

Her smell, her presence fills my senses.

I hear her move towards me.

She says good morning, asks me how I am. Her voice breaks the morning silence like birds waking at dawn.  She is full of life moving softly around me, making me feel safe.

She opens the curtains, tells me how lovely the morning is and how her day has been so far.

That she loves her job but some days people can be so silly she just doesn’t understand them.  

In my minds eye I see her.  She is beautiful.

All I can think is “The best part of my day is the moment I see your face”.  If only I could tell her.

Her work complete she whispers those words…“forever and always”.  I hear the sadness in her voice.

If only I could hold her.

I hear her walk towards the door.  “Now, now is your chance!”

She pauses, I know she is looking at me with sadness in her eyes.

“Just tell her!”

She closes the door and is gone.

The room is silent, her face fades from memory and the darkness creeps in.

The only sound to keep me company is the beep of the heart monitor.  

I count the minutes till she returns, until I can see her again.