Inktober seventeen

Okay back on track. Whew. Today’s prompt was swollen.

Finally I am posting poetry

Ok, I admit part of the delay was my addiction to webcomics. I have been without a computer for about five years. I can’t read them on my phone. So I am trying to catch up with my favorite ones. Some I am finding no longer update (girlswithslingshots being one). Some are harder to update than others. I will attempt to do a post in the near future about my favorite webcomics and why. Just let me get caught up first.

I, so far have done a poem for each of the prompts that were given for Inktober. Then the prompt Angular came up yesterday. Weak…. Was late due to webcomics. Angular because I see nothing poetic in that. I’m sorry but I don’t see myself ever writing poems about angular. So I chose a different prompt. The prompt for the second one is cry.

I will be doing today’s inktober post in a little bit. I have the art done, and I have the writing area ready. I just need to eat something and come back to the writing.

Inktober and zombie review

Yes… I know. I owe y’all two poems. I got lost in girlswithslingshots.com trying to get caught up. I am going to get to writing after i eat. That is going to be a later post. For now here’s my art for today. The prompt was Angular.

One of the books that I got at the library was Zombies hate Stuff by Greg Stones.

It was incredibly whimsical and fun. I actually recommend it, and so does my teenager who is all about zombies. The art is eye-catching and it is a fun little art book.

A day at the local library.

So I did not get today’s poem done… I spent a day with my daughter and took the bus to the local library. I managed to do the inktober art.

Today the prompt was weak. The first thing that came to mind was eggshells. Sharp but easily broken.

I will be posting today’s poem tomorrow with tomorrow’s inktober art and poem.

Also due to the trip to the library I will be doing at least one book review post each month from here out.

Clock

Inktober prompt: clock

©2018 Patricia Harris

Hours ticking shortly,
Quickly passing day.
Watching as the seconds
Tick tick tock away.

Old warped wood,
Brass fittings styles.
My pretty life control
Hanging on the wall.

Promised words

Inktober prompt guarded

Inktober only

Here’s what came from my inktober today. The prompt was guarded. I do intend to write the poem… And I will try to get it shared today… But if I don’t then it will be up by Monday at the latest.

Twelfth night inktober

©2018 Patricia Harris

Graceful bulk
Through the sea,
Singing giant
Moving so easily.

Gentle beast,
With a nature sweet.
Peaceful creatures
Swimming with ease.

Sharing the mood

Haunted the prompts on tumblr and found two I liked by two different blogs. (Due to the fact that my blog does auto post… Tumblr is seeing these twice. Lol) Thought I would share with y’all.

Eleven revisited.

Sorry for the delay on that poem. But it was just too much for my tired brain this morning.

I actually discussed with a fellow author/poet why we as creators need sleep. She said that there was not enough hours in the day and wondered why she needed sleep… My response : because without sleep you cannot make the thoughts. without the thoughts you cannot make the art and poetry and words. That is a sad. do not make the sad.
Well this week I have been making the sad. Way too little sleep and trying to do too much. My blog has been updated daily, I have been doing a poem daily, a drawing daily, and an Instagram challenge. I have added about 500 words to my latest children’s book (Attack of Shoe Mountain). I have done some work on the player’s guide for my gaming group. I have made some Christmas presents (resin earrings mostly) and a birthday present for my sister’s beautiful 25 year old daughter. And all of the other household and personal chores that come up daily. So as you can see I have been busy. I tried to keep up but sleep failed. It happens. But I am now caught up. I thank you all for your patience.