Today is Exeter’s 4th Halloween Zombie Walk, so camera in hand I braved the streets to bring you spectacular horrors. They were all hilarious, with some great acting, but there’s something very creepy about the clown. Click on any pic below for a bigger view.
Yesterday I published a weird photo for the Weekly Challenge. A few people thought that I should write the book to match the cover. That would never happen, even though I occasionally write something a little dark, this would be far too macabre for me.
I took the photo back in August, wandering the streets of Sidmouth during Folk week. There is always something interesting to see there, but I never thought I’d use the image, taken with my phone.
The guy in the picture was having fun rolling around the path, apparently sober and wearing a cat mask, as you do. I remember his girlfriend being ever so slightly embarrassed by his antics, but his friend was encouraging him to play.
Here is the original photo, some of you wanted to know how I created it, it was more luck than judgement.
I edited it in Photoshop, using ‘offset’ and changed it to black and white with infrared.
Here he is again really getting into a cat pose.
Pete Rosos says,
For this week’s Photo Challenge, stimulate your creative process and imagine which of your images you would like to see gracing the cover of a book, an album, or a magazine. Would the image inspire us to take a peek through the pages, listen to the music, or buy a ticket to the show? Would it strike a chord with viewers, making them reflect on or revisit memories of places, people, and experiences?
This calls for weird doesn’t it? or perhaps its just an excuse for me to be silly. So this is the cover of a book that I would never write!
What would your book cover look like? Show us or see more at
I’m going to change the mood somewhat this week. It has been the Easter week-end and although it was not about chocolate, it has become a sweet-fest! So, the prompt is:
… but it has nuts in…
Of course I’m going to be rebellious so . . .
Walk for your treats
SX65378745 head south west, cross the clapper bridge on the North Teign River, a mile to the kissing gate. Follow the path west to a dry stone wall and then three stones from the top, eight from the triangular one you’ll find a map shoved in.
You’ll see that you must retrace your steps to the horizontal tree, the ground is boggy, take your boots off and wade through, then the hairy cows won’t follow you. See a standing stone that’s fallen? Put your hand in the mud and feel around. Got it? That’s your treasure box.
‘But it has nuts in it.’
And finding it surprisingly accurate. Except for the fact that I’m too lazy. I wonder how many of you have a half written novel – or ten, stashed somewhere. I have, maybe one day I’ll finish it, but that will mean focussing in tightly. Trouble is I love life and I’ve got my finger in too many pies. What’s your excuse?
Perhaps it would spur you on if you tried the quiz, It’s here, http://www.playbuzz.com/morganf10/what-genre-of-fiction-should-you-write and this is the answer I got.
I’d love to know your result, please share!
I don’t like photos of myself so of course I couldn’t take this seriously, Dido couldn’t either!
Julia has been to a conference this week and took advantage of the opportunity to talk about the childrens version of 100WC which is a huge success in schools around the world. She is always on the look out for people to visit and comment on the children’s writing so if you have a little spare time go and talk to her. The conference inspired her prompt this week, it was just a sea of faces.
Here is my tongue in cheek attempt.
I took a bow with the rest of the troop, one – two – three and the music started. It’d been a long time since I last performed that routine, I was desperate to keep up, one step wrong and we would have ground to a halt. I stopped looking at the audience, it was only a four-four beat, but I had to concentrate to get my feet right.
It was just a sea of faces, but I recognised Nina, Lori, Rossi, Louisa, even Dido and Daisy – goodness knows how they snuck in!