I am not sure why anyone else thought these would make fun and amusing Christmas Greeting Cards- but I thought they were hilarious and I am truly sorry I didn’t create them myself:
Nothing says ” Wish You Were Here ” like sending a friend or loved one a picture of a guy being killed by a bear.
They stuffed Santa into a giant snowball, stole his boots and are probably going to leave him to die of exposure.
Ho. Ho. Ho.
Somebody is flying to the top of the Naughty List with a rocket.
Here’s a card from a Goat that ate a kid’s head and then tried to hide his body in a giant shell.
I like Goats.
Especially this one.
Anita Marie, you maybe thinking, is there a point to this weirdness today ?
As a matter of fact there is.
Today I am reminding myself that writing is an adventure- all the way from being inspired to choosing the music I’ll listen to when I’ll work and even what book I’ll read or movie I might watch when I’m done for the day.
Each of those steps is fun for me- and if I pay attention to what I’m doing at each step I might be lucky enough to see something new or end up in a new and exciting situation.
Yesterday I found these cards on line and had no idea what to do with them- so I played around a bit and ended up making myself laugh and I got a reminder that what I do isn’t just about stringing words together in an amusing and insightful way.
That’s not me, it will never be me, I probably wouldn’t be a writer if I thought that’s what I had to strive for when I tell my stories.
I will forever be the kid who shows up on the playground with something in her backpack and says when the Playground Monitors (Recess Ladies, we used to call them) aren’t looking- ” Want to see something really weird?”
While Waiting For Godot Advent-ure Calandar #4