13 Ash

#13 of inktober 2019 getting metaphorical again with the prompt of the day. yes, i did have someone in mind when i wrote this, and this was rather cathartic to get on paper.

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11 Snow

#11 of inktober 2019 loosely inspired by actual events along the gulf coast a number of years ago. no, really. i just felt like a fantasy place name fit better with the rest of the stuff i'm writing here.

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"I am Not Afraid"

"art for art's sake" , as it were i am not afraid by ken anderson, 15 march, 2019. ah, yeah, there it is... it's been years; too long. the memory has faded, but the desire remains.

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Praenomen & Painted Door

#17 of poetry c.2019 a heavy poetic set based around desperation and the callous disregard of one life's worth to another. this piece took an absurd amount of time to produce, breaking my previous record by ... a lot. i think i'm most proud of this one.

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05 Build

#5 of inktober 2019 something vaguely eclipse phase inspired, i suppose. i'm not sure why "building one's ideal body as a robot" has been a bit of a theme for me lately, but here that concept arises again. it was perfect.

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01 Ring

#1 of inktober 2019 given that the rules for inktober imply that anything created with ink is valid, and i have a notebook and some pens, i figured i'd take a spin at this. we'll see how long i can keep the momentum going.

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21 Treasure

#21 of inktober 2019 possibly the most obviously political thing i've written, if one substitutes king for any other being or institution of similar wealth.

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06 Husky

#6 of inktober 2019 this might be the first entry i've written for inktober where i actually regret running out of room on the page.

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Cthulhu's Grasp

Cthulhu's grasp (07/30/2019) fleeing from a monstrous beast, i must escape, lest be deceased, running through a field of fog, my progress slowed by thickened bog, panicking as darkness looms, a feeling of impending doom, i am trapped

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Alone

Simon is alone, lost in deep depression and stress, feeling himself inadequate, forgotten, unloved and abandoned - such is the fate of the writer alone © cederwyn whitefurr 25thjune, 2019 all rights reserved.

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