I is for inky

The inky trail's story continues on with, chapter 1b. this is Ep. #002 The author & poet War, war, and yet more wars. This is war, between the squares and the circulars. The cubes, however, they were somewhere in there. But as for them, as for those squares, to be fair, they were top-tier. They were there just like always, yes, they had been sitting there, cozying themselves over in the old rocking chair, and savoring the fouled up musky air. With not much to do over there, nothing other than to screw, and to unscrew the bottled beer, just like they already knew that they should not do. But screw they did do, and pop came the top off of the liquor jar. As they would have swallowed hard at the bar brawl, while singing along to the songs of the piano man, he who was there playing away at the barstool stand. And then, he would have gazed up at the singing shining star, fastened fast to the blanket there, yonder far. But, in looking around in those places, tho...

E Lloyd Kelly Author and poet proudly presents, Introducing The Inky Trails Book Series  Get it on Amazon Hello world, E Lloyd Kelly the author and poet, also blogs under the name, writingelk here, among other places. If you don't know him yet, just stick around with us here for a while. In no time soon, you will come to discover the writing elk and the beauty of his mind. And yes, the ugliness too, of which there is a lot for you to boo, be warned. Here though, we shall be venturing down a path to share with you the wonders of creative writers and their writing, maybe. Starting off at the beginning, with the chiefest of friends, me, and some of my ramblings. So, who is elk. And why do I write? That very question was asked elsewhere before, think it was in the night, and here is the answer, as said behind those doors, and dim the light: I'm a guy of many words, but whose tongue is slow and heavy, and my words tend to come out awkward and clumsy, so I write, because I a...