My husband has been on a pie making kick lately for his vegan/plant-based weight loss Youtube Channel. I’ve been (not surprisingly as a confirmed omnivore) enjoying the fruits of his labors. He sent me this jewel, which though he didn’t make it he said he sure wish he had. I’m sure most of you reading this can see why and I’m sure glad he sent me this picture. It’s Cthulhuicious:)
I had more than I wanted to share, but as it turns out I burned most of my time today working on my Wattpad writing and composing a little promotional doggerel to put in a section of the chapbook I’ve spent most of October and some of November working on: Thirty-One Days of Darkness with the idea of having one offering for each day of October.
Someone suggested that I ought to shoehorn in a small advertisement for Organic Ink Volume Two so I did. Actually I forgot but then was reminded when I was reading someone’s poetry collection in Wattpad and ran across an advertisement for their print chapbook.
So I typed up the usual sort of promotional stuff about pre-ordering it on Amazon, the release date being December 30th and so on, but thought that was kind of boring. I kicked around a few ideas and then settled upon beginning with the lines:
I am one of the authors featured in this anthology
it’s far more interesting than a text on gnathology.
and goes from there for another nine or ten lines. If you’re interested you can read the rest of it in my aptly titled, Organic Ink: Shameless Self Promotion, which I’ve sandwiched between some micro fiction concerning a superheroine’s first night alone on the job and a haiku involving tentacle fingers.
Finally, I did a little more work on poor, long-suffering poxwalker #17. Alas, I don’t have time to take and post any pictures of my worthy zombie, but that will give me something for next time, hopefully before the weekend. All I will say is that need to redo its violet belly tentacles because they came out too pretty by half. Slaanesh will be making my poor poxwalker into an honorary daemonette if I’m not careful. Oh, the pain, the pain!