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Must be Monday – Inktober Week 4

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Okay so I know it’s not Monday but I took my Angel Mage Blog Tour date before I decided Must be Monday’s were a thing! So today is an honorary Monday? The end of Inktober is almost upon us and I am really flagging now but still going! This will probably be the last purely Inktober post as next week Inktober will be over but NaNoWriMo will have begun! I won’t be posting everything I write for that because I need to write over 1.5k a day AND I will be adhering to the same first draft motto that I have for the past three years.

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I will check-in and reflect on how it’s going through, maybe share a quote or two here and there to help me reflect on what I’ve written so far etc. There’s also quite a high chance that I might ask for ideas/names/help and so forth but we’ll see how it develops, I want it to be a casual and informal kind of weekly blog post. Anyway, for now here’s another week and a bit’s worth of Inktober posts, enjoy!

22.Ghost

“Trick or Treat!” The group of children cried. Kate smiled as she offered up a bowl of gummy pumpkins. Each took one, thanking her, a figure in a sheet was last and Kate made sure the little ghost got an extra one. Kate, after all, had died fifty years previous. 

23.Ancient

“It is an honour Cardan” the old monk had insisted as the young boy struggled against those that held him between them.

“No! I don’t want to be a monster” he had begged, tears streaming down his face.

He screamed then as the fire of the ancient dragon consumed him. 

(My boy Cardan is back, you might recognise him from some of the other Dragon related ones!)

24.Dizzy

Claudia stumbled as the room spun around her. She knew she’d had too much to drink and almost nothing to eat. Someone caught her but then she was being lifted up through the crowd to the front of the stage where she threw up in front of her favourite band.

(True story).

25.Tasty

“That…actually wasn’t bad,” Daefir admitted. 

“Don’t act so shocked!” Lucien looked affronted. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so much as chop an onion.”

Lucien looked sheepish, “I can chop an onion”

“Did you?” Dae raised an eyebrow.

“Well…Umeris was already there and…”

“You are utterly unbelievable.”


26.Dark


I crawl back into bed and crack open my laptop. My furry companion sits beside me with an occasional head bump for strokes. Its five-thirty in the morning, I’ve already been up for an hour and a half but I figure I might as well get some work done.

(Another true story and exactly what was happening when I wrote it at 5:30 in the morning).

27.Coat


Still feeling a little light-headed Claudia pulls up the collar on her coat to protect her from the fierce winds blowing. Her coat was lighter, she realises, but this is much darker. She puts her hand in a pocket and freezes as she pulls out a large red gem.

28.Ride 


Asha surveyed the group with suspicion but also a longing. She’d lost count of how long she’d travelled alone and this group was certainly interesting. Instantly recognised the regalia of a Dawnfather cleric, was surprised to see Tiefling twins but fought the urge to run as she saw Aasimar eyes.

29.Injured


She limped from the temple, her mortal wounds healed but still bruised and sore. As the sun began to rise, Asha tried to ignore the memory of the knife entering her chest, the bodies she had left behind and the sudden dullness of the Dawnfather icon pinned to her cloak.

Just two more days left which feels crazy! But then the dreaded NaMoWriMo arrives!