use your own dirt

There was once a conjurer who boasted that he had become god-like. One god happened to overhear, and challenged him to a contest.

“Can you do this?” the god asked, scooping up a handful of dirt and making it into a bird. They watched the bird fly away.

“Sure,” said the conjure-man, and reached down for a handful of raw material.

“Hey,” said god. “Use your own dirt.”

[found: Making Light: “Fanfic”: force of nature]

“I am done!”

from 140story, a twitter project composed of 140 character, self-contained stories:

“I am done!” whistled the teapot in a proud childish squeal. “I’m done! I’m done! I am done!” it continued to scream like an obnoxious brat.

[found exactly here]