Tag Archives: writing

Guest Post: D and Billy the Kid

While A is away, the blog still gets to play. Please welcome Briana Vested from When I Became an Author. D is decked out in all the western finery he could rustle up from his imagination. He’s nearly drowning in fringe and spurs, and he looks a bit like Will Rogers. He looks so pleasedContinue reading “Guest Post: D and Billy the Kid”

Out of My Head Over You

While A is away, the blog continues to play. Please welcome Andra Watkins of The Accidental Cootchie Mama. A:  This is all about Katie, isn’t it? D:  What is? A:  How horrid you’re being. You’re put out because she’s not here, and you have to deal with me, and I’m a pathetic substitute. D:  IContinue reading “Out of My Head Over You”

Guest Blog – Interview is as Interview Does

Announcer: Today’s guest author is John W. Howell who writes a blog named Fiction Favorites. It can be found at http://johnwhowell.com. John will be interviewed by D. So D you are on. D: Since A is still out of touch today we have with us as a guest author; Mr. John W. Howell the world-famousContinue reading “Guest Blog – Interview is as Interview Does”

Guest Blog: Mood, Characters, & Chaos

While A is away, the blog is still going to play – enjoy this guest post from Charles Yallowitz, from Legends of Windemere. Please, visit his blog and enjoy! So, I’ve been asked to do a little guest blog for D and A.  The topic is on how I interact with characters and how that altersContinue reading “Guest Blog: Mood, Characters, & Chaos”

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”

One does not simply

D: A? A, are you ok? A: Grumph! D: I’m afraid I didn’t quite catch that. A: Harumph garumph! D: Are you attempting to learn a new language? I know it may or may not be a Pre- Indo-European language, but Pict doesn’t sound like that. A: Gah! D: Uh. . . A? A: SorryContinue reading “One does not simply”

Sunday . . . bloody Sunday

D: Do we have a problem with Sundays? A: Yes, they’re always followed by a Monday. D: And are you not ready for Monday? A: D, no one is ever ready for Monday. D: Are you getting a little existential on me, A? Do we need to go back and have a little chat withContinue reading “Sunday . . . bloody Sunday”

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”

Fickle Friday

A: So D, are you feeling better? D: Better than what, A? A: You had a few sniffles the other day; I’m just asking after your wellbeing. D: I thought we agreed never to speak of that. A: Admit it; you have a soft spot for Claude. D: Despite that he is not a warrior’sContinue reading “Fickle Friday”