Random Flash

I’m drawing a blank after writing a very emotionally difficult story to be posted tomorrow. It’s more cartoonish than anything. I’m reminded of a story that my grandmother told me about when she was leaving the grocery store. A man had stepped in front of her and opened his coat to reveal his nakedness. My grandmother said she laughed and told the man that he should be handing out magnifying glasses before trying to offend someone with his small toy.


Random Word: Flash

Random Currency

I realized my mistake after I finished the 15-minute allowance of doodle time. My random word is currency and I drew clams. Get it? Clams? But instead of writing currency on the paper I wrote clams. I guess it was exciting for me to complete my doodle after a trying day at my job and then writing about something I only think about every now and then.


Random Word: Currency

Doodle Catch-Up

I’m sad that I haven’t been able to paint and even worse that I slacked on my daily doodle. My husband brought me my doodle journal. I feel lightheaded when I sit up but I really needed to catch up on my dailies.  I want to stay somewhat in a theme.

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Random Crack

I asked my daughter for a word, any word and what do I get? Crack. Yup, I should have known better when she’s nose deep in memes. But I thought of taking a word that sounded crude and turn it into cuteness. She wasn’t impressed.


Random Word: Crack

Random Peanut

Got inspired by Charlie Brown and Peanuts comment. I wasn’t going to attempt to draw my own peanut character (I think that’s a style I would like to try) because there is no way I could get that done in 15 minutes or less.


Random Word: Peanut

Random Guardian

There are times it feels like my night terrors or flashbacks are the only things keeping me alive. I know that’s not true but when I think of guardian that’s what came to mind. Because of my past, I’m now more aware of people and my surroundings. What or who do you believe is your personal guardian?


Random Word: Guardian

Randomly Coy

For some reason when I think of ‘coy’ I think of a fox. Maybe it’s because of the chicken coop being invaded by one when I was a little girl. My grandmother waving a rake around herding the poor little thing out of her coop. Imagine, a 4’6″, round, red-headed Irish woman screaming, ‘Don’t be coy with me you red sum’ bitch! I know you’re in here!’


Random Word: Coy

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