The Dialogue – Page 14 – The D/A Dialogues

In Review: A Girl Named Cord

Of the many things I am, I am a reader. I write, certainly. I’m a mom too. And a reckless gardener. I have conversations with a time-traveling Pict Druid in my head and on this blog, but really, I’m a reader. I love to escape all that and just read. I loved reading Briana Vedsted’sContinue reading “In Review: A Girl Named Cord”

Powerless

D: My apologies to Mary Shelly. A: I think that’s my line. D: No, you were too busy giggling about the Theme from Young Frankenstein piping through the house as you posted this ridiculous piece. A: It was kismet, D. I forgot I put it on this playlist (it’s a Halloween song, after all!) ItContinue reading “Powerless”

Saved by the box

A: You’ve been saved, D. D: Pray tell, how. A: Well, I was just going to reblog my post from the Community Storyboard, from Day 10 of the Creative Writing Challenge. D: You mean that bit of writing I see at the bottom, here? A: Uh huh. D: And how have you saved me, really?Continue reading “Saved by the box”

Super Duper

My entry for the Community Storyboard’s Creative Writing Challenge, Day 7: Save the Day. Create a superhero who saves the day. “Mommy’s a superhero! Mommy’s a superhero!” “Annabelle!” I blushed and smiled gamely at my date. He’d just arrived and we were standing in the foyer when Annabelle had decided to careen down the stair.Continue reading “Super Duper”

I wanna rock!

A: I need the music loud and big tonight! D: How about some panpipes? I have a lovely set somewhere over– A: No, D – not any of your bard-y fireside music. I need big – it needs to be heard over a body of water – music. D: Ah, pipes, then? A: And drums.Continue reading “I wanna rock!”

To the very last

A: Only 1,339 words left! D: Think you’ll make it, A? A: You bet your mother-goddess worshiping Druid arse! D: Is this a thing with you? A: (Snicker). Just wait. It gets better. D: You terrify me sometimes, you know that? A: Only sometimes? Hm. Need to work on that. D: Lovely. Did you haveContinue reading “To the very last”

Oddments and triflings

D: A, you are an oddment and a trifling. A: Gee, D. With compliments like that it’s a wonder you spent your life alone! D: Oi! A: See, two play at the insult game. It’s not just yours to monopolize! D: (Grumble). A: Exactly. D: If not you, then what are our oddments and triflings?Continue reading “Oddments and triflings”

Woke up in love this morning

Well, not really – not in the romantic sense, at least. I had a post all ready to go to A) dispute the Druid and his pompous proclamations, and B) analyze just why I am moping. Instead, I chucked it out the window. To quote my favorite doppelganger: bored now. Besides, the Druid is rightContinue reading “Woke up in love this morning”

Is it Halloween yet?

D: No, but it is ‘National Talk in an Elevator Day’ . . . and look at this, A – tomorrow is ‘Barbie-in-a-blender Day.’ A: Which is somehow more terrifying than anything Halloween could throw at me, I think. Do you even know what an elevator – or a Barbie – is? D: A. I’mContinue reading “Is it Halloween yet?”

Moping to the finish line

D: Are you trying to insinuate that I’m broody? A: There’s no insinuation about it, D, you are broody. D: I disagree. A: . . . Wait, that’s it? ‘I disagree?’ No snark? No, ‘bloody woman’ this, ‘intolerable’ that? Who are you and what have you done with my Druid? D: It’s a simple statement ofContinue reading “Moping to the finish line”