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?
At the beginning of this month I had plans. I wanted to develop characters for my NaNoWriMo novel and maybe find a bit of plot to get me started.
Somehow life happened and I only felt one character standing up for himself. And at that he seems quite miserable.
I felt like a police sketch artist reading the random characteristics. But I finally had a sketch. Today I reviewed by using some colored pencils.
Yeah, he’s to be a minor antagonist. A wannabe cowboy/mountain man afraid of bridges and heights. Swollen feet fight cowboy boots. Straw hats allow sun as he never feels the sun enough in his life. He’s manic about being outside in the sun. His club foot gives him a limp. His name is Ervin Norbert Dorris.
I wanted to get involved with Inktober but day 1 for me will be when I introduce Viktor Tobias Olson. He has a mustache to start all kinds of trouble. But he’ll show up in a day or so with other Inky props.
Not so finished as midway or just getting started.
I still had enough of this yarn to make one more pair of socks. Besides I can’t stand to see naked needles. Size 2 40″ Chiaogoo needles TwoAtATime socks, Turkish cast-on done now on increasing section. I’m at 20 stitches per side and foot. I need 32 so 12 more rows to the arch.
My last pair of Yoga socks. These seem so pretty and soft. These are the size 1 Hiya-Hiya Flyers. They take some getting used to, but I’m liking the process more and more.
Watermelon socks are coming along. Size 2 40″ Chiaogoo needles TwoAtATime socks. I’m working on the arches now.
I never quite know what to call these. They are acrylic. Still, the yarn is soft and warm. Thick socks or slipper socks. Size 7 40″ Chiaogoo needles TwoAtATime socks. I need 2 more inches of arch ribbing before the start of the Fleegle Heel.
Bottom third of balloon diamond painting picture is done. I have some Halloween DPs waiting that I am anxious to start.
Well, look at that. I still enjoy Duo. I am sick of ads but I can’t afford the super or max. Still, I’m learning as much as I was way back when everything was free.
I’m still sight reading my way through this book. I am highlighting the ones I really want to work on. Those I will print out and tape together so I won’t have pages to turn.
I’ve made it through the ‘S’s. So much fun!
What I still need to do is NaNo characters and nearly two weeks of Inktober prompts. I tried today but couldn’t seem to get myself together enough. Maybe tomorrow.
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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