Project 313 – Post No. 034

Here I sit, trying to think of something to write . . . lacking a bolt of inspiration, I start writing anyway not knowing where the words will lead me.

Almost all of my fiction starts out that way. I sit in front of the keyboard and start typing without even a hint of a roadmap in front of me. 

Occasionally, I have a picture. A mental picture. THIS story (bottom of the post) came from a mental image of a guy out in the rain. What was he doing there? Even after roughly 200 words, I had no idea where I was going . . . but I like where I ended up. 

Say . . . I could try that here!

Nah . . . I’m not listening to the right kind of music. The current playlist is all songs; when writing fiction, I need instrumentals. Epic Music is my preferred writing lubricant but I can also do well with a non-stop dose of Enigma. 

If it’s absolutely quiet, I can write without music. When I’m up late writing, I often sit in quiet inspiration. That, unfortunately, is rare. We’ve always had neighbors and neighbors have dogs and dogs bark. Also, neighbors have offspring and offspring are noisy and inconsiderate in their love for loud music or loud cars or just making noise. Also, neighbors are noisy and inconsiderate. Basically, neighbors suck. 

The current condo is surprisingly quiet considering there are over 200 units in the complex and most of them are families. Of course, it helps we have small and noisy AC units masking any noise they might make. Still, I pick up the base of the music the guy downstairs plays. Or maybe it’s movies, although I hear it the mornings on weekends so I’m betting music. 

It’s a small inconvenience for now and it mostly only affects me because — having lost most of my high-frequency hearing — I’m super sensitive to bass (not the type of fish or shoe brand; the music term) and/or any other low-frequency sounds. Melisa typically doesn’t register them and looks at me like I’m crazy when I do my best Ghost Hunters impression . . . “did you hear that?” I ask as I turn my head at odd angles trying to localize the direction of the real or imagined offending sound. 

Anyway, it’s not a big deal because one, I’m not writing fiction and, two, I’m usually wearing headphones. If need be, I have noise-canceling headphones. And if still necessary, I crank up the music to a level that will damage the rest of my hearing.

And now, the photo:

Project 313 034

That’s a scene from one of the many peaks in the Rocky Mountain National Park. I thought it needed a squiggly effect so as to make it less recognizable to anyone who’s been reading my blog since 2010 and who also happens to read the totality of each post and look at all of the usual two-three-hundred photos per blog post and has a photographic memory.  

The lack of tall trees indicates we were at least at 12,000 feet in elevation if not a tad higher. 

As I’m struggling to draw realistic characters, I still marvel at how few lines are necessary to draw Willy ‘n Ethel. I really need to take those drawing classes I signed up for. Time is running out for me if I have any intention of becoming a famous cartoonist. 

I should probably offer up a few Mr. Boffo cartoons as a way of giving readers a break from Willy ‘n Ethel. Probably, soon.

I should probably also do a separate post showing a few of the actual drawings I produced instead of these animated GIFs and/or mandalas I’ve showcased.

For now, I give you Candy Spiral.

Candy Spiral

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

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23 Responses to Project 313 – Post No. 034

  1. I hate neighbour noise. We moved home because it was like living in the same house.


  2. colonialist says:

    I get lots of ideas for cartoon gags, but I haven’t a chance in a universe of universes of drawing them.
    I can get around to candy quite spectacularly.

    Would that be the Elgar Enigma Variations? I suppose not …


    • disperser says:

      I’ve read so many cartoons that I’d be hard-pressed to distinguish between a truly original idea and something that is either a direct copy or derivative of what I’ve seen before.

      . . . and no; nothing musical in these posts.


  3. macquie says:

    I love the acrylic paint like touch on 313 034.


    • disperser says:

      Thank you. The Topaz plugin allows for a lot of control as to what the outcome looks like and it allows me to appear as if I’m an artist that knows what they’re doing. Sadly, I not and I don’t.

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  4. Just a normal day then? No inspiration, you must be missing me :) Ha! hugs

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  5. Ha! you crack me up!

    Oh!!! Sometimes the quiet neighbors are the ones you gotta’ watch out for! Eek!

    PHOTO: Impressionistic-ally beautiful!
    CARTOON: I’d like to see some of your cartoon drawings and other drawings! You should take the class! You could do the cartoons drawings AND you could fill those talking-bubbles with some great jokes!!!
    DOODLE: Love this! Sweet and dizzying!
    HUGS!!! :-)


    • disperser says:

      Thanks, Carolyn.

      Wait a second! . . . I’m a quiet neighbor!

      Thanks for the encouragement but I’m not sure I could come up with jokes. I’m better with improvised rather than planned humor. Or, at least I fancy myself thus. It could also be I’m just a jerk who thinks he’s funny but isn’t.

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      • Ha! I’m a quiet neighbor, too. And other than the motorcycle guy down the street, I have all quiet neighbors. And he’s only noisy when he’s revving up his bike.

        I was thinking about how then someone is discovered as a serial killer the neighbors often say, “He was so quiet.” Egads! Ha!

        I think you’d have fun creating cartoons/comics! I think you’re funny!

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      • disperser says:

        Yeas, but as I keep saying, looks aren’t everything and they do eventually cease to be funny.


  6. renxkyoko says:

    The last thing I do when I write is to add a title to my post. I start with nothing on my mind, then I just write down whatever comes to mind. You can tell , right ? Ha ha ha


    • disperser says:

      I usually write a title right away because I’m copying a “seed” post and if I don’t change it right away, I risk posting it without a title. That said, on occasion, I’ll change the title after I’ve written a post if something more appropriate comes to mind.

      These titles pretty much write themselves (I just add one (1) to the number).

      Liked by 1 person

  7. AnnMarie says:

    Wonderful photo and processing . . . and love them ‘peeking elephant’ rocks in the forefront!


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