Got the guitar strung up. Now to see how the heel repair holds under tension overnight. Had to have a play first ofc. Action is very high. Could fix it, but honestly not sure if it's worth it on a cheap hohner
#guitar#guitarplayer#luthiery#folkmusic
Doing some #luthiery on a v old guitar and case today. Here's hoping I can bring them back to life. I'm not a great #luthier but I'm trying my best!
#guitar#guitarrepair
@FiverrSupport Hi FiverrSupport. My account is temporarily disabled, it says I should have an email about it but I don't. I'm trying to contact customer support, but can't do so without an active account. ๐ Any chance you can help? Kindest regards.
#writing snippet for today:
#fiction#WritingCommunity
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โAnd regrettably, I killed a man,โ Simon muttered, testing how the words felt as they whispered over his tongue. It was bitter, and sharp, but no worse than he had endured with the death of his poor sweet Lily.
#Inktober snippet, 29, Shoes
"The dead woman's shoes, though, had always been red, and the lifeblood that stained them only added a subtle variation to the colour. Elizabeth stared. She could not go back out in blood-stained footwear. She could, however, pull off red shoes."
#Inktober flash fic snippet 28 'float'
"The vast blackness of space overwhelmed me, filling my world, eating everything I knew โ fragments of ship rushed past me, and I curled up to avoid being hit by debris. All I could do was float there, helplessly "
#inktober flash fic snippet:
'The creature regarded her, leaning forward slightly and sniffing, great slow inhalations through the elongated bestial nose. Close to, Illy could see rows of sharp, yellowing teeth in its mouth, and could smell blood and bile on its breath.'
@RogerHeathers 1: Bless you
2: Heh, Bless you again
3: Bless you again! (with rising incredulity)
4+: Oh gosh, you poor thing, bless you yet again! (incredulity continues to increase)
that's my system at least
#inktober#inktober2020 fash fic snippet 22, 'Chef'
"And, if Greene was the butcher, Reeves was the chef, taking the carved remains of the recruitsโ minds and turning them into something delectable - tenderising, marinading, and forming the meat into exactly what was needed. "
#Inktober#inktober2020 snippet day 19: Dizzy
"Your lunch was poisoned. I was worried that if I met you, Iโd like you too much, and would have a change of heart. And I was right, you really are my kind of woman."
Inktober snippet. Day 18 - trap:
"A trap can take many forms. It might be the sharp, glistening metal teeth of a bear-catcher. It might be the fierce spring-loaded arm of a rat-killer. Or it could be that little voice that says โyouโve come this far. You should keep going.โ"
Inktober snippet day 10: Hope
"At age six, the family dog ended up dead. Drowned in the water butt. Another tragic accident. More deaths surrounded Hope โ animals, mostly, until at age ten, she and her cousin were playing in the woods, when the cousin tumbled down a cliff."