Inktober 2018 Day 15 (late)
October 16, 2018
I’ve fallen way behind on Inktober. Been lugging a Feebleabler around for the past few days and he had weakened my resolve temporarily.
Inktober Day 15 “Weak” (late)
Inktober 2018 Days 7, 8 and 9
October 9, 2018
Merged 3 days of Inktober prompts because of running behind. Came up with an exhausted, zombie starfish receiving a precious pearl… you know, the usual.
Inktober Days 7, 8 and 9. Prompts were and are “Exhausted,” “Star,” and “Precious.”
Inktober Day 4 “Spell”
October 4, 2018
This little miss resides in my devices, attempting to prevent misspellings and unnecessarily changing my words. But where is she when I need legitimate typo protection? Where I ask you?
My fourth post for “Inktober.” The prompt was “Spell.”
Inktober Day 2 “Tranquil”
October 4, 2018
Never speak it’s name. Ahem…you-know-who is arguably the most dangerous of all the monsters. If this critter smells, tranquility, contentment or creativity of any kind, it quickly gets to work. In a voice barely distinguishable from your own you’ll hear: “Who do I think I am?” “I’m just a hack.” “Why do I even try?”
Fear Scoldemort… whoops, I said the name!
My second post for “Inktober.” The prompt was “Tranquil.”
Inktober Day 1 “Poisonous”
October 4, 2018
Beware the dread Poisonous Kvetchenaggis. Left untreated, this wee, murmuring monster could burrow into your ear, filling it with all manner of negative blather.
It’s been a while, so I thought I’d kick off the season with Inktober. I’ve been pretty much keeping up but forgot to post them here. So, I will be posting, in rapid succession the first four.
Hope I can keep up for the whole month. Wish me luck!
inktober Day 3
October 4, 2015
Howzabout a light snack?
SkADaMo 2013 Day 17
November 19, 2013
Chortle Minster
Tonight seems like a good time to take a wee break from puns and idioms and of course the next best thing to do, in my opinion, is draw a monster.
Well, more of a minster really.
Gary here is quite diminutive and could easily fit into the palm of your hand. That is if you could possibly hold Gary in your hand for more than a second or two. You see, the ticklers on his tiny head and tail can render a potential captor ridiculously helpless with laughter.
Much chortling then ensues.
If you insist on being tickled you might want to toddle on over here and check out my fellow SkADaMoers!
