In June and July, I am participating in Daisy Yellow’s Index-Card-a-Day challenge, in which we create a little something on an index card every day–61 mini-masterpieces. And July is World Watercolor Month, so my July cards will feature watercolor. I will be posting my projects every Tuesday.
Day 48’s prompt was intersection. I practiced lots of intersections with a basketweave Zentangle pattern.
On Day 49 I went with the Week 7 theme of garden and got in touch with my inner Monet.
Day 50’s prompt was sun.
Day 51’s prompt was gate. This is my favorite card of the week.
On Day 52 I chose to use the World Watercolor Month prompt for Day 22, colors of summer. This is a Zentangle pattern called Goldilocks.
For the last two days, I went rogue (off-prompt). Below is a Zentangle pattern called B-horn. I don’t know the significance of the name. To me it looks like knotty wood.
This is a Zentangle pattern called Ditto.
I’m having so much fun with these challenges, and you can, too. Only 7 more days–you don’t even have to make up the days you missed. Click the links in the first paragraph for more details.
Every Sunday, the Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday participants share 8-10-sentence snippets from their works-in-progress on their blogs for others to read and comment on. Join the fun! Click on the links to see the full lists.
Starting today, I’m sharing snippets from another picture book manuscript, Mine. Seven-year-old Buddy terrorizes the playground, appropriating everyone’s toys. How can the kids teach him a lesson and get their stuff back? Here are the opening lines:
From the top of the slide, Buddy watched the entire playground.
His eyes focused on two boys in the sandbox playing with a dump truck. They drove it around an imaginary road, loaded it up with sand, moved it to a low place, and dumped out their load. It looked like so much fun that Buddy couldn’t bear merely to watch. He slid down the slide and ran to the sandbox.
“Mine!” he cried, and pulled the truck away from the boys.
Startled, the boys looked at each other, shrugged, and dug in the dirt with their hands.
Meanwhile, Buddy loaded and dumped, loaded and dumped, and and made motor noises while he moved the truck through the sand.
I know it’s short, but what do you think of this small excerpt? Any suggestions on how I can make it better? Please comment below.