Counting Ravens

One two three
The ravens gather
Four five six
Do numbers matter?
Seven eight
Circling high
Nine ten
I wonder why…

Hallowe’en Spirits

The Hallowe’en Spirits are a gathering!

Can you see the Skeletal Spirit towards the upper right of the above photo? Or the Shrunken Head Spirit in the bottom right? Maybe you can see the Carved Tree Spirit on the tree on the left. Or perhaps you can see a different Tree Spirit entirely.

Please let me know what you can see… and I will reply to all comments very shortly!

Hallowe’en Night

ATC-sized scribbling of a night-time scene. It wasn’t meant to be Hallowe’en, but it fits. There are misplaced shadows everywhere… and one must always be wary of a misplaced shadow…

Characters

What makes a good character?

Someone mysterious? Boring? Risqué? Over-the-top? Untouchable? Surreal? Perfect? Ludicrous? Rude? Quiet? Professional? Heart-felt? Needy? Brash? Sexy? Offensive? Kind? Alien? Square? Thoughtless? Thoughtful? Dreamy? Inept? Quirky? Confident? Artistic? Argumentative? Stubborn? Creative? Constructive? Forward-thinking? Magical? Business-minded? Helpful? Shut-off? Energetic? Charismatic? Disabled? Old-fashioned? Forward-thinking? Imaginative? Colourful? Radiant? Beautiful? Ugly? Robotic? Moronic? Warm? Cold? Holier-than-thou? Devilish? Inappropriate? Risk-taker? Stick-in-the-mud? Comical? Interesting?

A mixture of all? Just one? Maybe a couple?

There are a lot of ‘interesting’ characters that call by this blog that could easily fit into the list above. Myself included… Tom Merriman’s a character, don’t forget. OK. Maybe ‘interesting’ was the wrong choice of word.

My characters are all adaptable. They try to fit into a number of different scenarios. Some they take to like a duck to water, and others they’re like a fish out of it.

But they are still characters. Surreal creations that exist in Universes far, far away. Surreal lives with surreal existences that desperately need for their surreal stories to be told.

But are they good characters?


I don’t know. They’re all a work in progress.

Keeping Calm and Carrying On (3)

…There it is again…

The whispering. No, the scuttling.

And the tapping. It’s definitely tapping.

It’s just outside the door. But the door’s open. It can’t be there.

Why doesn’t it just come in?

No.

Stay out.

DO NOT come in.

Good job I’m under this duvet; protector of the things that go bump and other terrors of the night. There is no way I’m getting up to investigate. No way at all. And the storm can rage all it wants to outside as well.

What was that?

A creak. The creak came from the door.

But the door’s open…