Spotlight: Helena, the Memoirs & PubSlush, Oh My!

When we discussed the idea of Helena featuring some of her incredible work from the upcoming Memoirs of a Dilettante, Vol. 2 on the D/A Dialogues, I had no idea which piece she’d choose. I knew they’d all be great – because, frankly, all of them are – but I can tell you right now, the one sheContinue reading “Spotlight: Helena, the Memoirs & PubSlush, Oh My!”

Twelve Drummers Drumming

On the twelfth day of NaNo, my true muse gave to me Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven snowflakes snowing, Ten random factoids, Nine trains a-chugging, Eight ways of souping, Seven shows a-sassing, Six books a-writing, Five Syllables! Four pumpkin cakes Three cough drops Two cuddly cats And a family that’s dear to me. *** I shouldContinue reading “Twelve Drummers Drumming”

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”

Just click your heels three times

D: Oh please, A, not a post about your obsession with that girl and her sparkly red shoes. A: They’re really silver, but Ms. Garland did make the red ones iconic. I have a few pairs myself. Did you know, when I was little, I thought I was Dorothy? D: I wondered why there was aContinue reading “Just click your heels three times”

Living in interesting times

D: Confucius never said that. A: Um . . . what? D: That {pointing}. Your title – it’s not Chinese. It’s not old. And Confucius had nothing to do with it. A: I didn’t— D: In fact, he didn’t say half the malarkey you all like to heap on his head. A: D? Calm down,Continue reading “Living in interesting times”