The Inked  Quill; A Scribbler'sHaven

Welcome to the portal to my mind.

 

On this page you will find an assortment of links to places I find interesting, as well as a shallow glimpse into my hobby, writing. As a writer I try to entertain, to enlighten, and hope the heck my creations are worthy to be read.

 

Are you a writer? Do you have a story to tell? When you look to the clouds, do you see a fuzzy-wuzzy bear? Maybe a wooly little sheep, or do you see a mysterious shroud cloaking invaders from a faraway galaxy coming to feast on earth’s bounteous buffet?

    

When you see a meteor shower, do you ohhhh, ahhhh, pretty light show. Or do you see the invading ships of the Plutonian Birdmen come to steal Fido?

 

Which do you see? What are you, realist, or dreamer?

 

Me, which am I you ask. I delve only in the facts. Why last night I took my pooch for a walk. On the way home we were stalked by a ten pound Martian Saber Tooth. The varmint escaped from a traveling Venusian circus on its way to the white sandy beaches on Pluto. Had it not been for the arrival of my friend Winks I might never have made it home. The dastardly little demon took one look at my friend and bolted across the street and hid in my neighbors lap pretending to a helpless orphan in need of comfort. Now my neighbor, I know he's a Saturian spy sent here from the Supreme Saturn Council to spy on me. I was suspicious from the start, him and those beady purple eyes, but last night clinched it. I caught him scratching his nose with his ear. I have to be careful. I know they've discovered I am documenting their intended invasion of Utopia, home of the last Neptunian Dragon.

 

Yes, I write the facts. I don’t fall for none of that government gossip. I deal in the truth, nothing but cold hard facts. That you can count on.