“Let me breathe” She heard it in her mind. She heard him, that is. So she screwed up her courage and took him outside. The sky was orange with contrails, but there was no buzzing sound, at least not yet.

To call yourself a victim, or even a survivor, is to call yourself "of" something, like a royal designation.

Congratulations to the winners. A little uncertain as to why my entry was DQ'd...

My Entry:

My entry:

Thanks, I painted another near that location during the winter and filmed a timelapse. Will be posting when I get it edited.

Act Three Chapter Five of my ongoing #freewrite:

Three years ago I left my ongoing freewrite protaganist in the deep underworld. Now begins his long climb back to the surface:

Thanks for the welcome, glad to be here

Changed my mind after sending you "Lighthouse / Maggie's Table" on Twitter... (you can still use it for that playlist though). I've entered it in contests here on Steemit before and thought I'd

Beautiful work. Shades of Enrik Bilal, from the old Heavy Metal magazines, as well as Moebius.

Sorry for no comment, been offsite for awhile. Really enjoyed your contribution to the game.

Been offsite for a while, sorry that I haven't commented till now... Very gratifying to see what you're doing with my little game!

Good job taking up the mantle of my game. I look forward to seeing where this goes...

Looks great!

Who got the potato? YOU got the potato! MASHED POTATO You have received a "mashed potato", consisting of both Potato and Mash. POTATO = prompt MASH = story The challenge being issued is for you

Very good article. One of the most important things I've learned about the art of listening - and communication in general - is to try to set aside the ego. This is not the same as getting walked over

Here is an essay I wrote about all of the loosers in this crazy old world:

Well, I definitely remember the days of Hulkamania... And Andy Kaufman. The sweet science has always had an appeal to me, but I never followed it religiously.