Character Interview With D.I. Time and Shadow (A Collaboration with Hailey Marshall Writes)

Greetings Travelers, 

 Hailey Marshall Writes and I, decided to do a collaboration, that features our characters D.I. Time and Shadow, interviewing each other. You can check out Hailey's part here where Detective Inspector Time interrogates interviews Shadow. Here is my part, where Shadow interviews D.I. Time: 

In doing this I learned a lot about my character, D.I. Time, that I hadn't known before, and it was really fun. Thank you, Hailey, for collaborating with me. One thing I noticed, is that D.I. Time does not like being the one who is being questioned (in this case interviewed), which I realize is why he felt so awkward in answering questions. When he was interviewing Shadow he behaved like he usually does. 

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Did you relate to any of D.I. Time's answers? Have you ever been interviewed? 

-Quinley 

The Snowy Day: A Lyrical Photo Shoot (A Collaboration with Hailey)

 

Greetings Travelers! 

Hailey (at The Girl Behind the Camera) and I decided to do a collaboration. I wrote the poem and Hailey took the photos for it. Also, I should let you know that you can also read the post over at Hailey's blog. 

So, here it is, I hope you enjoy it: 

The Snowy Day 

The sun rises on the cold earth, 

Filling it with mirth* 

Sounds of animals are heard, 

From a sleep some are stirred. 

They look out the window at the world below, 

Seeing the silvery snow, and ice on the window. 

They run outside, through the trees and feel the soft breeze, 

Gazing upon the beautiful freeze— 

Silvery Snow, 

The icy glow, 

All capture a beauty that will one day melt away, 

Like Venus arriving on the ocean sway, 

The beauty is brief, and will disappear like a frozen leaf. 

The feeling of joy, like when you get a brand new toy, 

Is filling the hearts of children who head out to play, 

On such a snowy day, 

They only think of what they can make, 

With snow and a garden rake. 

They grab silvered pine cones, while the icy wind blows, 

They create a shape, 

With the snow now made enormous in weight, 

Of a man. 

They choose a name from the 1960s special, they decide to name him after “Frosty,”

And then the wind becomes gusty, 

And they decide to go home.  

Oh, the beauty of the cold earth, 

Is seen by many, 

Though it brings joy to many, 

And others would pay a penny, 

For it to simply melt away. 

The beauty of the snow, 

Before it goes, 

Is a thing to see, 

For a brief moment it makes many feel free,

From the stresses of life that make them feel 

As if they are stuck at sea. 

Once more,

 the sun rises on the cold earth. 

                    *Author’s Note: mirth means merriment. 

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------What is your favorite season? And why? Do you like snowy days or prefer warmer ones? 

-Quinley