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“Spirit”: Inktober Day #6: Writer Edition
I’m using Inktober prompts to generate daily writing
I’m always jealous of my visual artist friends, especially my sister, when Inktober rolls around. Then this year I realized that even though I don’t draw, I do write, and it might be fun to take the same prompts and see what twenty minutes of writing on the given topic elicits. So I thought I’d just play and see where things take me (knowing that a lot of what I write will be dreck), and maybe you’d like to join too. Here are this year’s prompts.
My kids want to make a million Halloween decorations. They want them everywhere — they want jellied letters on the windows and carved pumpkins on the front porch. They want skeletons hanging from the tree out front (because they’re white and very little, which means they haven’t been directly exposed to our country’s racism, and I haven’t yet had the gumption to explain why we will never ever hang anything representing a person from a tree in our yard, which is Privilege with a capital P, I know).
They want a craft night every night. They want materials: acrylic paints, wooden craft boxes, feathers, umbrellas to cut into bat wings, plastic planters from the nursery spray painted white and turned upside down and turned into ghost faces, with long trailing plastic bags to shiver in the wind.
