A: I’ve thought of another one! Flibbertigibbet! D: Pardon? A: Words, D – inspiring words. D: Oh, I thought you were describing yourself again. . . A: Nice– D: Speaking of words, what does “Éadaí Baintrí” mean? A: You don’t know? D: I’ve been in your head for over 13 years; I’m rusty. Humor me.Continue reading “Lost in translation”
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Inspire me
D: A, what exactly are you doing? A: Thinking of words I enjoy . . . like pfeffernusse and penguin. D: You are a woman of odd affections, A. Penguin? A: I like how it sounds. D: . . . A: I’m editing this week; I need to do something inspiring – something that doesn’tContinue reading “Inspire me”
Is that all you care about?
“. . . I don’t know what you will face on that ship, but you must be prepared to either fight your way out of there or sacrifice your lives.” Grania said this directly to Sean and he looked down at his feet. He knew she was right. . . In the end, if MaureenContinue reading “Is that all you care about?”
The lurker
“. . . What do you think, Dubhal, will he live?” “His head will hurt for a good while” a man replied from the shadows behind Sean, his voice a gruff rumble. “Here, chew on this.” He reached around and shoved something into Sean’s open palm. Hearing the voice, Sean realized the man – DubhalContinue reading “The lurker”
Every day is a holiday
D: I see you’d rather look at Brownielocks’ Official Holidays than write today, hm? A: Uh huh . . . D: A . . . ? Come back, A . . . A: At least I’m not lost on Go Fug Yourself. There’s a chance I might come back from all the interesting daily holidaysContinue reading “Every day is a holiday”
And so it begins
Maureen clasped the two identical boxes beneath her arms as she slipped into the boarding school common room. Her green eyes flashed mischievously at Sean as she set the boxes down on the room’s main table and lifted their lids. . . “You want to help me find the man. . .” “The man withContinue reading “And so it begins”
The D/A Dialogues 