“Tick”: Inktober Day #14: Writer Edition

Miranda Beverly-Whittemore
2 min readOct 15, 2021

I’m using Inktober prompts to generate daily writing

Photo by Jachan DeVol on Unsplash

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.

It’s been bad this season; the dog has been covered. One stroll out into the woods and there are five, seven, nine of them embedded. The kids get bundled; even when they’re huffing with sweat I make them keep their skin covered, and even then, there was one climbing up the baby’s face when we came in last night. I got it out before it bit her, but some of them are as small as poppyseeds, smaller even, and how are you supposed to find that on a wiggly 4yo’s scalp?

They say there’s a target that grows, and I’ve seen it; a neighbor once pulled up the leg of one of his shorts to ask if I could look at a hotspot on his leg, and it was clear why they call it a target. But now they say that the disease doesn’t always show a target. Or there are different diseases that don’t ever have them. Both, either. Kids wailing to please take off their sweatshirts, please, they are so sweaty. I hand them their flasks of cold water and try to convince them, coax, cajole. I had no idea how much of motherhood would be spent on such ginger speech, wrapped in vain hope. Eventually, of course, we will all get it.

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Miranda Beverly-Whittemore

She/her. New York Times bestseller / Author of five novels including: Fierce Little Thing, June, and Bittersweet. https://linktr.ee/MirandaBW