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a couple of things, mostly unrelated to each other

up with figs, anger management

Once upon a time, Lisa and Adrienne worked for the same alternative newsweekly. Now, both spend their respective lives mining their creative souls and leading hermit-like lives. And so an idea was hatched. Every week, one would send the other a sketch—either in illustration or word form—and the other would make a companion to the sketch. The result would be posted on both their blogs every week, just for grins. Even if the result isn't award-worthy, the exercise makes both minds more nimble. Hopefully.



I didn’t do it. 

I been here all day, playing with the stupid dirt, ‘cos no one will buy me any good toys. All mine are busted.

I ain’t moved from this spot. 

I haven’t touched any stupid rocks after the last time. 

Yeah? You’re stupid. 

Fat, too.

Your sister, too.

I told you I didn’t do it. I never seen your house or your window or your blue lamp.

How’d I know it was blue? Your mom told me last night, right after I paid her.

Yeah? My dad could kick your dad’s ass. 

Just don’t tell him about the window, ‘kay? 


Text ©Adrienne Martini; illustration ©Lisa Horstman. Until the end of time. Or something.


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