I make icons now...icons are cool.
Jan. 26th, 2011 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apple_pathwaysFirst and foremost, I owe people some prezzies for pimping ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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jacknjill270, your drabble is forthcoming!)
N/B: all of the images for these icons come from Flickr, from user who chose to license their work for adaptation/alteration by others.
alias_amy asked for "writerly icons". Here's a few to choose from:
(I was more enamoured of that one quote when I first chose it. Now that I think about it, I'm pretty that the tongue is the "tongue of the mind"...)
Misslemniciate gave me the prompt of "time" and asked that I surprise her. If you wanted a drabble, I apologize! Writerly inspiration is scarce these days. Instead, I made you iconses!
After first downloading GIMP, I experimented with making icons from photos by Irina Ionesco. As with all my stuff, these vary highly in quality! But do have a look, tell me what you think, and if you'd like one, snag away!
And now, because I can't get it out of my head, you're all going to be subjected to the dream I had last night.
So I had a baby with Arthur Darvill (Rory from Doctor Who). AWESOME, right? He sort of disappeared from the dream after that, though, so--less awesome. Anyway, I was very happy to have this baby--I love kids, and I've always wanted to have one of my own. Problem is, I kept...misplacing it. The baby, I mean. Like: leaving it on the couch, and coming back to find that it had fallen down between the cushions.
And then it wasn't a baby anymore, it was a kitten. Still, I tried to be the best damn mom I could be to that kitten! ...until I lost it again.
Then there was another dream that was kinda epic in scale and about goblin society, and I remember thinking: "this would make an AWESOME novel", but now I can't remember any of the details. I COULD HAVE BEEN THE NEXT J.K. ROWLING, YO! This is what I get for scoffing at the idea of a dream journal.
concrit_anon! (jacknjill270, your drabble is forthcoming!)N/B: all of the images for these icons come from Flickr, from user who chose to license their work for adaptation/alteration by others.
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(I was more enamoured of that one quote when I first chose it. Now that I think about it, I'm pretty that the tongue is the "tongue of the mind"...)
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lemniciate gave me the prompt of "time" and asked that I surprise her. If you wanted a drabble, I apologize! Writerly inspiration is scarce these days. Instead, I made you iconses! |
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After first downloading GIMP, I experimented with making icons from photos by Irina Ionesco. As with all my stuff, these vary highly in quality! But do have a look, tell me what you think, and if you'd like one, snag away!
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And now, because I can't get it out of my head, you're all going to be subjected to the dream I had last night.
So I had a baby with Arthur Darvill (Rory from Doctor Who). AWESOME, right? He sort of disappeared from the dream after that, though, so--less awesome. Anyway, I was very happy to have this baby--I love kids, and I've always wanted to have one of my own. Problem is, I kept...misplacing it. The baby, I mean. Like: leaving it on the couch, and coming back to find that it had fallen down between the cushions.
And then it wasn't a baby anymore, it was a kitten. Still, I tried to be the best damn mom I could be to that kitten! ...until I lost it again.
Then there was another dream that was kinda epic in scale and about goblin society, and I remember thinking: "this would make an AWESOME novel", but now I can't remember any of the details. I COULD HAVE BEEN THE NEXT J.K. ROWLING, YO! This is what I get for scoffing at the idea of a dream journal.