goals – The D/A Dialogues

Living Musically: Prepare Ye

D: What, pray tell, are we preparing for? A: . . . um, May Day? Beltane? D: Really? Because I’m pretty certain that Prepare Ye the way of the Lord has nothing to do with Beltane. A: Not even if we’re going to Sing About Love? D: . . . Still not going with it.Continue reading “Living Musically: Prepare Ye”

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!”

Phoning it in

D: I can’t believe you’re typing this on your phone. A: I know – watch out for autocorrect fails. D: Auto-what? A it’s bad enough you didn’t listen to your intuition and do this at lunch. Must you add insult to injury? A: Yes? Anyway, this is supposed to be my first-of-the-month, Rome Construction CrewContinue reading “Phoning it in”

Ordeal by headache

A: Migraine, migraine, go away, and please don’t come another day. D: You call that poetry, A? A: Nothing I do is poetry, D – I’m bad at it on a good day, and today is not that day. D: I tremble to ask if you did anything of worth this day? A: Watched theContinue reading “Ordeal by headache”

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”

Updates, or why I fail at goals

A: Get in the box, D. D: But– A: Stop stalling, D, and get in the box . . . please. D: But I am claustrophobic. A: Not even that nice shiny blue one? D: A, I am a time-travelling Pictish warrior-prince and Druid, not a time-travelling alien with two hearts. A: Killjoy. D: Crabby.Continue reading “Updates, or why I fail at goals”

Monday, Monday

D: Oh no. No, A – who is that? A: What do you mean, D? Can’t you tell? D: You must be joking. A, please tell me you’re joking. A: Does this mean you don’t like it? D: If you mean to tell me that this is m— A: (Giggling) Sorry, D. I couldn’t helpContinue reading “Monday, Monday”