I’ve been looking into getting a pair of ceramic tile cutters. One of those handheld tools that looks like a rotary can opener. But I’m not sure what kind I would need.
I want to be able to cut old ceramic plates into different sized pieces to make a mosaic backsplash for the kitchen.
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These are the two cutters I was looking at on Amazon. There wasn’t a very wide variety to choose from (only 7!). Still, these two look like either one would meet my needs okay (~_~;).
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“365 Prompts” is coming out December 10th, but will be available for pre-order after November 14th.
“What is it?” you ask. Well, “365 Prompts” is a collection comprising 365 subjects, each with three accompanying prompts. Which makes it great for anyone looking for a quick story idea, thought experiment, or creative writing subject.
So, you know, yay!
Plus it creates a handy reference when I post a story titled something like “Prompt Fill: 192. mushroom 2A[1]” without any further introduction. And it gives people something to request prompts from (“Can you give us a ‘Prompt 056. chainsaw 3A’?”).
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I’m half-heartedly participating in NaNoWriMo this year. I’ve only got a very very few words written for my entry, which even this early makes me think that I’m not going to win 2016 ;_;
Though who knows, I might throw together a collection of short stories that consists of 50k. That would be neato.
Anyways, if you’re participating in National Novel Writing Month, I wish you luck that you win the year. Fighting!
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[1] Prompt Fill: 192. mushroom 2A
Unsure whether he was hallucinating, he stared at the tiny creatures and their mushroom house village.
The mushrooms had sprouted after the rain and were arranged in a loose circle next to the stump he used for chopping wood. Inch tall humanoid creatures were moving around the mushrooms, walking upright on their back legs while their forelegs and paws were used to burrow into the mushroom stems to create hollows they were climbing in and out of.
As he watched, one of the creatures chewed and swallowed several chunks of mushroom stem. Its sharp teeth flashed as the mouth worked the mushroom flesh. It ate and ate until its stomach was swollen and full. Then its body jerked and vomited up a long stream of greenish pulp that nearby creatures gathered up and began applying to the outside of the mushroom houses.
“What…” He rubbed his hand over his face and leaned closer to the screen.
He’d set up the CCTV cameras after several small thefts around the property. He’d thought it was kids messing around.
Yet now he was watching as strange little creatures used his missing Phillips head screwdriver to dig furrows in the dirt. Furrows that looked a lot like the beginnings of a garden.
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