The Hoard “I’m telling you, snufflecakes, we go in, we hit him fast and we hit him hard.” Snufflecakes? It was going to his head. “But what about the hoard you just plundered?” “This? It’s nothing. Cast-offs. I want the real deal.” Dragon gold. I groaned. Why was it always dragon gold? At fifty wordsContinue reading “Challenge Accepted: Fifty Words”
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It Lives!
D: Picture it, if you will – a bent figure emerges from a nest of blankets and coffee cups. It stumbles. Its legs are weak and it is nearly overcome by the debris that surrounds it. It is A. She went into the weekend an uncertain warrior, and has emerged. . . Victorious! 5 signsContinue reading “It Lives!”
The Druid asks the Questions – Marie Ann Bailey
He flicked black hair from his eyes and straightened his bowtie. He could feel the heat rising from his collar and hoped he wasn’t blushing. Blushing would not be dignified. And he wanted dignity, perhaps even a little presence, when interviewing Marie Ann Bailey, writer and blogger extraordinaire at 1WriteWay. D: Nothing about that isContinue reading “The Druid asks the Questions – Marie Ann Bailey”
The D/A Dialogues 
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