"Grote is our best merchant: He could sell sheep shit to shepherds." David Mitchell, The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet |
Friday, September 3, 2010
Thirteen: Baa
Monday, August 30, 2010
Twelve: For Adam's (Belated) Birthday
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Eleven: Overheard in Starbucks
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Ten: Farmers Market Fear
Monday, August 23, 2010
Nine: That's a Big Salad
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Eight: Authors are funnier than aurors.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Seven: Life-challenged Buds
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Six: Black and Brown
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Five: Alphabetizing is Fun
"Next Author: Tupac Shakur" |
Earlier this morning I was googling Shakespeare quotations, and thought it was amusing that the alphabetized website had a preview of the next author to come. I picture these two waiting for an audition or interview. The person working then enters the room with a clipboard to call "Next, Tupac Shakur!"
Monday, August 16, 2010
Four: Lonely Ghost
Friday, August 13, 2010
Three: From the Brain of a 3-Year-Old
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Two: Sad or Sweet?
"I resent the fact that I found someone who I actually love." |
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
One
"The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new." |
For the first Sentence Scribble, I thought it only appropriate to use my favorite opening line from any novel written in English. Though some may think this quotation from Samuel Beckett's Murphy is a depressing way to begin, I see it as refreshingly honest motivation. The sun is shining, comme d'habitude, over this too-hot city, but I'm going to do something new anyway!
Explanation
Each post in Sentence Scribble will include a single sentence and my drawn interpretation of it. The quotations will come from a variety of places, such as literature, film, music, snippets of overheard conversations, friends, children, and my own musings (sparingly, for your sake).
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