Monday, December 13, 2010
What happened? Well, it's BRUTALLY cold here (literally. The high today was 36, and windy.) so I decided to just throw the Wolf out the door and let him back inside after a few minutes, like I usually do when I just really don't want to go outdoors. He just had a bath this morning, so his harness was still soaking, and I didn't want to make him suffer, either. Sadly, this REALLY didn't work in my favor. Beowulf ran off, and so I threw on my coat and boots and went to go find him. For the first time, like, EVER, he didn't bashfully run up the second I walked out. Instead, I was forced to run down the street, calling for him.
He didn't come. A first.
Sooo I ran inside telling Poppy that he was gone. And eventually Poppy, Mommy and I all ended up patrolling the neighborhood in the 22 degree Fahrenheit darkness.
I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Honestly, Beowulf is adorable, but he's very tiny and would be a snack for any strange owl that might be around, and he's definitely not immune to the cold, and he's not exactly known for his thinking ability. I was panicking. And then... Poppy found him, begging to come inside. I nearly broke down and cried.
Anyway, just couldn't help sharing that. I still feel all shaky and everything... whew, I'm so relieved....
Saturday, December 11, 2010
I wrote this for some contest (HERE), the theme being "Time's Running Out". My poem turned out sorta....... wonky. Anyway, here 'tis!
I didn't want to leave.
But I didn't get a choice,
I still love you.
But my time ran out.
Really. For good.
The clock was ticking.
Tick tick ticking.
And I couldn't stop it.
I tried my best,
My best still wasn't good enough.
I still ran out of time.
But I want you to know that,
And it wasn't my fault.
And it wasn't your fault.
I'm not gone forever,
I also realized I can't write poetry at all unless it's for a contest. Go figure...
Thursday, December 09, 2010
I've been sorta messing around with abstract-ish art. These doodles were done with one crayola marker, one pencil, and one eraser. I had fun, but I definitely prefer my normal style.
I'm thinking maybe the face in this one was overkill...
And finally, back to my favorite subject: people and griffins, done with pencils and and a trusty ol' gel pen. I did this piece for my friend Greta, who finished her Percy Jackson fan fiction, Strike, earlier this month. ( first chapter found HERE.)