Since 2011, David Michael Chandler has been creating his own original stories and illustrations on his popular Tumblr, "The Daily Doodles." If you'd like to appear in your very own Daily Doodle, please click here.
Flying cars were once new,
But now it’s “just what you do”
Same for living on an alien moon.
Once you get used to it,
It all becomes old, you admit
And now it’s just a boring afternoon.
(Starring the amazing Ewajaski of the great Ewajaski.tumblr.com!)
Hidden between what we know of time and space,
Live glowing blobs of energy without a discernible face
No one knows their motives, or the source of their power
But they seem to enjoy finding new children to devour.
The boy peeks through his fingers, and is blinded by their light
Perhaps if he hadn’t opened his eyes, he’d’ve survived the night
For if you ever gaze at these creatures, your time is up
And they slurp up your soul like sipping juice from a cup.
So be sure to stay under the blankie, your eyelids tightly closed
When the Creatures come to absorb you, you must stay composed.
Never look at them directly, and they’ll eventually go away
And you’ll get to survive… for at least one more day.
The Eyes of Heaven,
Watching how you live your life
Knowing who you are.
(Starring the great Duane Kim Baldwin of EnjoyDuane.tumblr.com!)
The night is so pretty; deep, dark, and vast
And Alfredo remembers all the times in the past
That he spent in the backseat on long family drives
Just a kid watching the sky and dreaming of other people’s lives.
Now that he’s the dad, with his own kids asleep in the back
It’s his job to drive longer than he can keep track
The night is still pretty, but he doesn’t want to crash and explode
So he ignores the stars, and keeps his eyes on the road.
(Starring the great Alfredo Martínez de la Pedraja)
Endless thoughts and dreams
Racing back and forth all night,
Keeping her awake.
As if being 13 wasn’t hard enough, now Thomas Markham sees his locker is haunted by some stupid ghost.
Thomas sighs, knowing he’s going to be even later to class now, and he doesn’t want to get ectoplasm on his new shirt (he was already being teased about his cheap shoes and wasn’t eager to provide more ammo for ridicule).
The dead eyes and sloppy bowl-cut reminds Thomas of someone though, and then it hits him… this is the ghost of Kevin So-and-So, that one kid who killed himself last year. The ghost is as quiet and awkward as he recalls the living Kevin to be, so he hasn’t really changed much.
Thomas remembers back when the school announced the suicide, and everyone was so sad… The school had a grief counselor come in, everyone had to talk about their feelings, and it was like a competition to see who could be the most inconsolable and heartbroken over it— and he knows none of them knew Kevin, he had no friends. They didn’t really care.
It felt like such a big deal then, though… but Thomas realizes he had pretty much totally forgotten about it until he saw the dead kid’s ghost was haunting his locker. He can’t even remember his last name.
Thomas makes a mental note to look in the yearbook to check on Kevin’s last name, but by the time he gets home he’ll have forgotten.
He closes his locker, deciding he doesn’t really need his math book, and runs to class.
With all of the different people inside
She tries to pick and choose which to hide
Some are ill, some are confident and strong
Others are sides of her that she worries are wrong…
They speak deep within her, whispering in her head
New parts of her are born every year, and some are long dead.
The memories of who she is sometimes feels like a blur,
But she always tries to remind herself, that each one is Her.
Every night, like a choreographed dance, the ghost appears above Zack’s bed
It zooms around lil’ Zack’s room, and whispers mean thoughts in Zack’s head
Zack knows the words aren’t true and the ghost is just looking to cause trouble
But Zack nicely plays along, pretending he’s afraid of the ectoplasmic bubble.
Because a long, long time ago, the sad ghost died in this very room
Too angry to travel onto the Other Side, this room has become its tomb.
So bored of death but with anger to express, the restless spirit haunts the night
And if anyone sleeps in this bedroom, he’ll try to give them a fright!
Zack can sense it wants attention, so he tries to perform the role
Of a boy deathly scared of ghosts, and that this haunting is taking its toll
He knows the ghost is just confused, and struggling to deal with its fate
And he doesn’t want it to be sad, so he acts like the haunting is going great.
Once the ghost is done, and releases all its fury so ancient and deep
The specter always fades away, and Zack smiles then gets some sleep.
It’s the middle of the night, and he should be asleep in his bed
Instead he’s opening his window and poking out his head
He stares up at the heavens, gazing at the stars
While listening to the sounds of distant passing cars.
The world out there seems strange, and so dark and scary
People die in planes, or eaten by monsters fat and hairy.
Kidnappers will steal you from school, and terrorists shoot you in the face
Evil ghosts will haunt your soul, working in tandem with aliens from space.
Bank robbers take you hostage, and shove your nose into your brain
Or mustachioed villains tie you to the tracks, and have you run over by a train.
The world doesn’t really feel real, as he ponders it from the safety of his room
But he knows that these things happen, it is statistically safe to assume.
The vastness of the night, even as the stars twinkle in the sky
Overwhelms him with the possibilities, of ways to live and die
His world sometimes feel small, surrounded by just his family and his friends
But as he looks out his bedroom window, he can see the world never ends.
Tired of her life and living in this place,
Jessabella is sick of everyone and their stupid face.
Riding around doing nothing, it’s the same every night
The sun sets on another day, and it never seems right.
Her longing to leave feels so tantalizing and true,
But with no car and no money, what the hell can she do?
She still needs rides to go to work… or to go anywhere
And her minimum wage checks leave no savings to spare.
So she hangs out with friends just to fill the blank void
Then comes home to her parents house, forever annoyed.
Dumb boyfriends, dumb jobs, life never really moves on
She’s not sure how it’ll happen, but one day she’ll be gone.
Hoping to look back on this time and wistfully reminisce,
Jessabella ain’t sure what she wants, but she knows it’s not THIS.
(Starring the amazing Jessabella of Mei-xing.tumblr.com!)