D: It’s over? A: Well, my part in Claude’s story is over. D: Well, I suppose. . . A: No. D: What?! A: I am not getting you a pocket pet. D: Can I get a baying wolfhound then? A: No! D: A, everyone knows a boy needs a dog. If not for me, thenContinue reading “Claude, Part 4: A New Beginning”
Category Archives: The Dialogue
Will beg on demand
D: A! We don’t beg! A: We may have to. D: Why? A: I’m offering up an opportunity for guest bloggers. D: Guest… bloggers… A: Yes, people who are not me, posting words to this site. Potentially interacting with you. D: A!! Are you leaving me?? A: Yup. D: NO—wait, wait, this could be fun.Continue reading “Will beg on demand”
Life in the fast lane
“Why didn’t you stop her?” The words touched the dread clawing at Sean’s throat. He couldn’t stop the tide of angry, panicky words. “I couldn’t! She clubbed Sir Nathan in the head! She’s helping them and she’s refusing to leave – she’s so deeply enmeshed in this that there is no talking to her, noContinue reading “Life in the fast lane”
My Dearest Love
D: A love story, how sweet. A: It is sweet, D. And one day I may actually get to tell the whole thing. D: This story has been rambling about up here for a while – Evie and I are good chums. The second story is loosely based on your grandparents, yes? A: Where areContinue reading “My Dearest Love”
Blogging Experiment: The Results!
A: The results are in, D! D: And the doctors have decided that commitment is the best option for you, I presume. A: Not those kind of results, D. Seán Cooke posted the results of the mystery blogging experiment he conducted. D: Wonderful. I still think they’re going to commit you. A: If they do,Continue reading “Blogging Experiment: The Results!”
Celebrate good times
Sean thought he understood. Maureen – proud, fearless and free – had been captive to a crazed, driven man. She’d been unharmed, but alone and afraid in the dark. Now, she was bareheaded in the sun, a pistol at her hip, fighting back. Nothing he could say would ever change her mind, but he couldn’tContinue reading “Celebrate good times”
Fickle Friday
A: So D, are you feeling better? D: Better than what, A? A: You had a few sniffles the other day; I’m just asking after your wellbeing. D: I thought we agreed never to speak of that. A: Admit it; you have a soft spot for Claude. D: Despite that he is not a warrior’sContinue reading “Fickle Friday”
Claude, Part 3: A Choice
A: D – are you OK, D? D: (Sniff). Fine, A. Why do you ask? A: Well, the tissues are a dead giveaway. Gotta cold? D: (Sniff, Snerf, Blooowwww). No-I mean, yes, A, I do. A: I always wondered how you deal with modern germs. D: A, this is not the time for your ponderingsContinue reading “Claude, Part 3: A Choice”
Double, double, toil and trouble
. . . Sean stood in the doorway, watching them, hating them. He didn’t want to care – their fight, their belief – he wanted it to mean nothing to him. “You would hate them for their love of country?” “Pardon?” Sean tried to turn around, but something in that deep voice forbade it. “YourContinue reading “Double, double, toil and trouble”
Thank the bead it’s over
D: A, I think you spelled “Bede” wrong. A: What? No, I didn’t. D: You mean you weren’t giving thanks to the Venerable Bede even though he has nothing to do with this particular book? A: That is really random, D. You’re giving me more credit than I deserve. D: Oh, wait, I know whatContinue reading “Thank the bead it’s over”
The D/A Dialogues 