What do you do when the decisions you’ve made come back to haunt you? How do you make them right? Can you, when one wrong move will mean lives lost? Deirdre O’Brien, an American political-activist living in Dublin, married the wrong man – and had to kill him to save the lives of thousands. FifteenContinue reading “Presenting: Three Ghosts – On Sale Now!”
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Three Ghosts: A Post-Script (Spoilers!)
Whew, I never thought we’d get here – but here it is, the conclusion to the contemporary Irish thriller, Three Ghosts. Warning, just like yesterday, here be spoilers – but don’t worry – if you didn’t read along, and/or don’t like reading in serial format, the full novella – including all-new content – will beContinue reading “Three Ghosts: A Post-Script (Spoilers!)”
First Fridays: Chapter Three
D: You know, A, I’ve been thinking. A: This ought to be good . . . D: What was that? A: Nothing. You were saying? D: . . . Yes, well, I was thinking perhaps we could skip this chapter. A: What?! But D, this is a pivotal chapter. D: Oh, there are far betterContinue reading “First Fridays: Chapter Three”
First Fridays: Chapter Two
Every Friday, for the rest of the year (and then some – there are actually 55 chapters in Changelings), I am presenting the first page of each sequential chapter in the book – but the real fun comes after the chapter, with behind-the-scenes goodies, historical footnotes and a bit of dialogue with a certain Druid. EnjoyContinue reading “First Fridays: Chapter Two”
Three Ghosts: Part One
While the Christmas decorations were put away this weekend (sniff), one small tidbit of Christmas remains: a short story serial I started, with the help of a text message, a good month before Christmas. Theater productions and plague stood between me and sharing it with the world, which in retrospect, was a good thing. ThatContinue reading “Three Ghosts: Part One”
A Year of Fridays
Ah, January – every year you inspire me to get organized, lose a pound or two (or ten), rededicate myself to writing every day, and lately, actually make a plan for the blog. And, usually by March, some of that inspiration manages to slip into a sort of inglorious oblivion. Now, the writing thing almostContinue reading “A Year of Fridays”
Living Musically: Wanderlust Edition
D: Wasn’t that the title of last week’s edition of Living Musically? A: You mean the edition that wasn’t posted? D: That would be the one. A: Yes, well, it started to get maudlin, and while I am Irish, and St. Patrick’s Day is just around the corner. . . D: You have no appreciationContinue reading “Living Musically: Wanderlust Edition”
It’s all in your head
“. . .You’re sure it’s tonight?” “Aye. I’ve counted the nights, Maureen. It’s tonight.” “Well, I guess it’s a good thing we’re in port, then.” Maureen looked at Sean and mustered a grin. She didn’t feel really glad. In fact, she had argued with the Dubh in the letter on countless occasions, citing this reasonContinue reading “It’s all in your head”
The bunnies made me do it
A: I think I should go outside and write. D: No. Bad idea. I think you should stay inside. A: But it’s spring, D. The flowers are blooming, despite the fact that it was snowing just the other day, and the birds are chirping, and the bunnies . . . D: Which is precisely whyContinue reading “The bunnies made me do it”
The importance of blending in
“. . . My lady,” Dubhal intoned. Sean could hear the respect for their captain in his voice. “Master Dubhal,” Grania returned. She turned her attention to Sean. “I’m sorry, Sean, Maureen was not on either ship. Both had been abandoned by the time we reached them, anyway – all vital crew had been evacuatedContinue reading “The importance of blending in”
The D/A Dialogues 
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