A Charcoal Runway

Nudging away from that smooth yellow pencil gave me just the push I needed! I picked up speed across the sunny floorboards, leaning into a wide, happy glide. Right ahead lay a wide-open sketchbook left flat on the rug, covered in thick, dark charcoal doodles. Whoosh! I hit the thick paper with a soft swish, rolling straight across a swirl of bold black loops. My curve grabbed the dusty charcoal, leaving a pale yellow streak right through the darkest ring before I bumped gently against a fat kneaded eraser. Now I have a jaunty little smudged ring on my belly, and the drawing has a brand-new track!