I started out this morning with the best of intentions. I was going to draw my character Sunn fishing and catching something in her hook. I figured if I drew it it would make it up for not including the sweep, heavy prompts from #Inktober prompts I only mentioned. I did draw a crumbled up nurse but didn’t like it and so erased it.
But my allergies were unbearable today. I finally took Advil allergy meds. I couldn’t figure out how with 3 cups of coffee I still couldn’t stay awake. Oh! It causes drowsiness! There’s an opportunity to use the phrase ‘Hook, line, and sinker.’ But honestly I can’t think straight!
Saffron complexion, hooded mauve eye color, bob nose, nutmeg bristly bobbed hair, moon shaped face, Cupid’s bow mouth, wattles chin, apple cheeks, gangly body, stooped shoulders were the physical attributes. Other interesting bits, she loved fishing and yearned to wash, manic for water.
Then the#Inkober prompts I could use were pierce, starfish, reckless, heavy, and sweep. Thus Sunn Aisley Yellowle came into being. (The name randomly generated by WriteItNow6)
Not one just to succumb to peer pressure, Sunn woke in the hospital, her yellow skin meant that she was jaundice from liver failure. Fishing was her favorite sport–could this all be related? The IV needle pierced her skin. She passed out. When she woke, starfish covered her yellow breasts. She struck out in fear, recklessly knocking over the nurses. She realized her heavy legs had become a tail that swept the room.
Progressed to the balloon part of the diamond painting picture.
I’ve finished sight reading through
Now I’ll go through my piano journal to find my favorites to print out and practice.
The purple stripe toes are done ready for the foot.
The last pair of Yoga socks are nearly done. Next comes the heel cast-off, then the ankle cast-on. I’m finally getting used to these Hiya-Hiya Flyers.
I’m looking forward to seeing family this next week. We only get a day but it’s better than not seeing them at all.
Playing around with the colored pencils and getting bits of story wanting to be told has been inspiring and fun.
I’ve been busy creating a fun character but not quite ready to share. I must admit to being surprised. But the artwork is still in my head not on paper. I was worried that I was only getting bad guys but I have an unfortunate main character emerging. Even not knowing the next few Inktober prompts are fitting right in. I’m in suspense hope you are, too.
Meanwhile, did I tell you my stationary bike has a friend! Treadmill has joined the living room as a sofa sitter.
Doesn’t need to be plugged in and I’m m still meeting my goal of 30 minutes 4 miles not much but way more than if I didn’t do it, right?
It doesn’t hide all the way under the sofa. There’s a bar in the way so I have to push it under just on the end. The handle doesn’t fold under so it becomes a sofa side rail. So far my husband and I have only managed 5 minutes. Old knees and hips need to go slowly and carefully.
When Viktor Tobias Olsson (antagonist ) looked into the murky mirror he saw an old man with a huge mustache, beady, squinty eyes, a Viking beard, a man-bun holding a yellow weave hat on his crown, his eyes grew large as a deer in the headlights. When did he become so old and blurry?
#Inktober for #NaNoWriMo (mustache, weave, crown, murky, deer)
End of the day and I have nothing to blog about. It was a diverticulitis day and all plans undid themselves. I did receive my new treadmill but it won’t fit under the couch as I planned. See what I mean? So bike and tread will stay out in the open, in the way. Maybe that’s a good thing? It’s in its box until tomorrow.
I was talking to myself and feeling down… Here Rainy Day and Monday hit at the same time
When I was in my early twenties my groom and I lived a year in a tiny town with no radio worth listening to and only three UHF stations to watch.
I lived on John Denver, 2001 Space Odyssey, and the Carpenters back then.
This morning feeling more of the song than ever before even with the best husband (not the same one). I was humming the song as I headed to play piano.
Suddenly I looked outside to see:
We could see both ends of the rainbow. Who knew Christmas Valley had two pots of gold?
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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