End of Week Post
September 17th, 2004 11:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skrobertsIvan turned my week topsy-turvy, and I just want to thank everyone for their well wishes and support. Everyone who was affected is in my thoughts, and I hope for the best with the coming storms Jeanne and Karl.
::big, giant, huge, mega huggles::
The good news in all of this? Being unable to leave the house for a whole day, I started a new sculpture and finished him today: a baby Ninja Turtle, shortly post-mutation! He's going to look so much better once he's painted and the details are brought out. But OMG, it's getting increasingly hard not to snuggle him because he's just so adorable in person. :D
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Inspiration from the reports during and after Hurricane Ivan... 106 words...
Title: Tempest
Prompt: "coulrophobia"
A storm was brewing.
The sky was laughing at me.
Almost like evil clowns, taunting.
It's brought a whole new meaning to coulrophobia.
Little did I know this was the biggest hurricane on this world in centuries.
And I was stranded here.
All I could do was find shelter and wait it out.
I was deep in a cave when the vengeance struck.
The roar of the lion was deafening.
Almost a day and a half later, it stopped.
I ventured outside.
The devastation was nearly complete.
Not a tree in the area still stood.
Yet I'm not even scratched.
Now I'm laughing at the sky.
Author's Note: coulrophobia -- fear of clowns
::big, giant, huge, mega huggles::
The good news in all of this? Being unable to leave the house for a whole day, I started a new sculpture and finished him today: a baby Ninja Turtle, shortly post-mutation! He's going to look so much better once he's painted and the details are brought out. But OMG, it's getting increasingly hard not to snuggle him because he's just so adorable in person. :D
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Inspiration from the reports during and after Hurricane Ivan... 106 words...
Title: Tempest
Prompt: "coulrophobia"
A storm was brewing.
The sky was laughing at me.
Almost like evil clowns, taunting.
It's brought a whole new meaning to coulrophobia.
Little did I know this was the biggest hurricane on this world in centuries.
And I was stranded here.
All I could do was find shelter and wait it out.
I was deep in a cave when the vengeance struck.
The roar of the lion was deafening.
Almost a day and a half later, it stopped.
I ventured outside.
The devastation was nearly complete.
Not a tree in the area still stood.
Yet I'm not even scratched.
Now I'm laughing at the sky.
Author's Note: coulrophobia -- fear of clowns
