Today has been fruitless.

In creative writing, we're writing short stories. So short, in fact, that they are limited to 55 words. We were to find some artwork on the computer and use it as inspiration, so, naturally, I used a something by David Fullarton. Here's one of the fruits of my labors today:

     I was slightly over two hours late to work today.

     "Hopefully you will find my tardiness easier to excuse with this portrait that I drew of you," I told my boss.

     "This is a cat," he said.

     "Yes."

     "This is a portrait of me?"

     "Yes. I apologize that I colored out of the lines there."