Wallie on Survival

When Wallie and I were faced with today’s prompt, we were in a bind. We knew that if this blog is to survive it must, well, go on. But when it came to “Survival” we were stuck. “Write about your dying blog,” said my Friend. “Write about fighting for its life.” Wallie was more interestedContinue reading “Wallie on Survival”

Eight Arms and Six Eyes

Yesterday, the Imp and I read a most provocative post prompt. The “Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow,” was very interesting to me—I have a secret itch to be the hula hoop artist in Cirque du Soleil—but Wallie was indignant. He couldn’t think of anyone he would rather be. He told my friend in Impish (theContinue reading “Eight Arms and Six Eyes”

Mad for the Hatter

The truth of the matter is, in addressing this confessional prompt—that is, the call to describe a time when you were furious out of your senses—Wallie, my Friend, and I were unwilling to think beyond acknowledging that we had perhaps known anger once, prior to evolvement.

Planet of the Imps

When my Imp and I realized today’s prompt for the Daily Post, we were naturally eager to participate. But our interest was in no way matched by the whole-hearted enthusiasm of my Friend. He threw himself into the creation of a planet as if it were the end of the world. Wallie the Imp wasContinue reading “Planet of the Imps”