A Leaf from my Sketchbook: Character Sketch of Kya

CharsketchThis one is a bit odd. I did not draw this one from a conglomeration of other pictures. I just started drawing. It’s meant to be a character sketch of Kya, a pirate in the Dragonstone Saga, but he somehow ended up looking like Orlando Bloom. Oh well, at least it is a fairly decent picture.

The Daily Prompt

Prompt #137

You get home, tired after a long day’s work and reading for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there.

Just Released! “Refuge: A Short Story”




Weekly Projects: World-Building

I’ve been in the doldrums lately. I’ve been doing more world-building and preliminary work on the Dragonstone Saga than I have been doing writing. I’ve mostly been focusing on the timeline and determining alliances among all the peoples in the series over that timeline. I’ve also completed a fair amount on the family tree, but anything past the third generation isn’t a priority at the moment. If I get enough time over the coming week, I’ll start working on character sheets (life outlines) for the ones that I have living in my head at the moment.

This entire saga covers about six generations of the same families that intermarry over that time. I may include or exclude other people as the saga progresses, but right now, it’s focusing on the two families.

That is mostly what I am working on this week. I have finally finished typing up all my old journals, and eventually, I’ll get The Prodigal to behave long enough to write up a better outline.

The Daily Prompt

Prompt #136

I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy, check for monsters under the bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy, there’s somebody in my bed.”

He Will be Missed

sorry kittyI had to take a few days to make this easier because, well, this was my favorite kitten from the litter, so it broke my heart. Poor Diego, the kitten I nursed when we had to bring them inside not so long ago, died on October 17th. Being that he and his sister look so much alike, we thought he had gotten up and moved when an orange cat ran away from the front of the car as we came up the driveway. He hadn’t.

He will be sorely missed.

The Daily Prompt

Prompt #135

“I can’t sleep,” she whispered, crawling into bed with me. I woke up cold, clutching the dress she was buried in.