Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Me mam used to say you can tell a girl’s character by her choice of tipple. Herself she had been an honest-as-salt Dublin gal, preferring her whiskey warm as she liked her men.
Before the war was another epoch.
Since then I have seen many an impeccable lady who sip their wine with tasteful discern; beer-guzzling nurses with their hands as coarse as men’s; pale alley girls with waists narrow like their tinkling glasses of gin.
And now, in a foreign city, I sit under the dooming gaze of your eyes as you slowly spill over ice your cherry schnapps as bitter a red as the blood on my hands.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
He sat solemnly on one of the rooftops around the square. He was a fifteen-year-old boy in shirtsleeves and breeches, with a mop of chestnut hair and a button nose.
Not yet, but soon, he would require a name.
- A "drabble" is a 100-word story, a form usually used for fan fiction.
- I'm thinking of writing a drabble for each of the prompts henceforth. If all goes well (i.e. if my imagination doesn't fail), they'll all be about the same person, a character I'd created and written a lot about and then given up a couple of years ago.
- Sometimes I'm going to add a bit of a sketch to the drabble, not always, because I'm a slow and not-very-skilled artist. Let's see! :D
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
(Aar kichhu mone porchhilo na ..tai eta ArtRage chotpot 2-3 -tey brush stroke merey complete korey, ekhaney pheley dilum.... )