Go Our Way for a Movie Review

adventureswithD-final (1)D: What is this “our” thing? You wrote the Going My Way review for Green Embers Recommends all by yourself.

A: Don’t pretend that you weren’t there vamping in the background of my head, adding a deeper bass to Mr. Crosby’s crooning.

D: I take exception to the term ‘vamping.’

A: That’s what I thought. Between your singing and the sniffling–

D: I did not sniffle.

A: Would you prefer I showcase the balled up tissues and sopping hanky?

D: Sniffling will do, A. Sniffling will do.

A: Cheers, D. So everyone, stop by Green Embers Recommends, check out my review of Going My Way, not to mention Green’s Helix review (so excited) and the most-excellent, first-podcast-ever with Sarah M. Cradit on the Hobbit movies!

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I’m back. . . but not like Johnny.

A: . . . because it’s Christmas, not Halloween.

D: That you make the distinction amazes me.

A: There is a a huge distinction between Christmas and Halloween.

D: Really?

A: Okay, in terms of colors, yes. In terms of pagan-ness? No.

D: Thank you.

A: I try.

D: So you aren’t in a snow-bound hotel fielding ghosts, but you are…

A: In a lovely home lighted by a million fairy lights and sung thematically to my sleep every night.

D: . . .

A: I have a lot of Christmas music.

D: How much i s a lot?

A: Um . . . 1, 2, 3. . . 641 . . . Sorry, numbers really aren’t my thing.

D: Numbers hurt Johnny, don’t they?

A: Yes. If only Mr. King had known that.

D: (With apologies to Mr. King)

A: (Ditto)

D: (Wait, you agree with me?)

A: (Only on every other Wednesday)

D: (Ah, I see . . . are we going to stop speaking parenthetically at any point?)

A: (How about now?)

D: Indeed. So, A: what brings you to the blog? I thought you had “better” things to do?

A: Oh, don’t get all moody on me, Druid. The play was spectacular. The time with the boy was even better, and the editing? My goodness, it was  a breeze. Is it a bad thing that I liked reading the story?

D: Maybe.

A: I gave you three more scenes.

D:  Oh well, in that case, I think it stupendous!

A: Thought so.

D: Does this mean. . .

A: Yes, D?

D: Does this mean, you are actually done with Book One?

A: Well. . .

D: Come on, A . . . don’t leave an old Druid hanging!

A: I guess. . .

D: Yes??

A: . . . Book One is done!

(The heavens erupt with joyous praise. . . oh wait, that’s just D breaking out his 1-man-band).

D: I knew it!

(Dancing and singing ensue. Best get a large mug of mead. This is going to go on for a while).

A: So, I know I’ve been absent from the blogosphere, and that makes me a very bad blogger, BUT!

D: And it’s a big . . .

A: Really?

D: I have been in your head for over 13 years.

A: May the Gods have mercy on your soul.

D: Well said. Anyway. . .

A: If you ever had any interest in being a beta reader for D&A/The Changelings Series, now is the time to say AYE! PDF copies of Book One, The Changelings: Into the Mist, will go out on Friday.

D: In other words, if you ever wanted to give A —

A: Or D —

D: What-for, now is your chance.

A: Thanks, D. (Check out the “Contact us” form at the end of this to sign up for a chance to read The Changelings: Into the Mist as a beta reader!)

I also want to say, to those who are still reading after our several-week hiatus, thank you. It wasn’t easy coming out of blogging-retirement, but at the same time, the absence  of connection made it necessary. It isn’t about platform, it isn’t about some amorphous “thing” for the published-author-in-waiting that makes me come back, it’s all of you. I’ve missed you.

I purposely put away email and connection, except for Facebook (still had to promote the play locally, of course), for a few weeks and it’s been kind of lonely. I’m usually okay with lonely, but this time around, not so much. So, I’m back. I’m back and I’m focused on capturing the Christmas Spirit, whatever that means. I want to share with all of you my Christmas love, which I normally have in abundance. It starts with music. I grew up with only 2 Christmas records: The Magic of Christmas and Bing Crosby’s Christmas Classics. Since then, I’ve amassed over 600 Christmas songs. The one below, it is my current favorite. Over the next couple of days, I’ll share my Christmas song highlights.

What do you think? What is your favorite Christmas/Holiday song? I mean absolute favorite? 

PS: If you want to be a beta-reader for The Changelings: Into the Mist, let me know in the “contact me” form below, or in comments.

Cheers and much love,
Katie

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 should have known better than to use 12 Days of Christmas as my Non-NaNo anthem – I always get lost around day eight. I suppose it doesn’t help that I also get lost crossing the street – so the two together obviously means I failed to find my way to the computer/blog.

D: But you still managed to haunt Facebook all weekend.

A: Facebook doesn’t require a great deal of thought – just photos, some pithy sayings and cyberstalking – I mean enjoying some of my favorite—

D: Don’t say it. Can we please have a post without Dwarven #majesty?

A: No. The majesty cannot be contained. It must be allowed to flow.

D: You are so strange sometimes.

A: Thank you.

D: So what’s this about souping? Is that even a word?

A: No, but it fit the syllable requirement. Thanks to a week-plus of nothing but soup, the boy went on a diatribe that sounded remarkably similar to Cohen the Barbarian’s lament in Color of Magic

(particularly at 0:58 onward)

D: I see. So the whole household is crazy then, yes?

A: Perhaps.

D: Good to know. And the nine trains?

A: TrainFest. Had to work. Train Guys are pretty cool.

D: And the 10 random factoids?

A: What I call research others may view as procrastination.

D: I see – still having a hard time getting inside Jenny Mallory’s head?

A: Something like that.

D: Just write the bloody thing, A.

A: (Sigh). Yeah. Moving on . . .

YELLOW FLOWERD: Eleven snowflakes snowing?

A: That’s rather self-explanatory, isn’t it? It snowed, D. On November 11 and at roughly 11:11, it started to snow. I’m going to find out who made that wish and—

D: Careful A, you still haven’t quite gotten your strength back. You may just end up giving whoever it was a hug and that just gives out mixed signals.

A: True.

D: And finally, the twelve drummers?

The boy puts together the snare drum from his early Christmas gift . . . only 4 pieces left and a stool . . .

The boy puts together the snare drum from his early Christmas gift . . . only 4 pieces left and a stool . . .

A: Well, it’s more like one awesome kid, but I’m pretty sure he’s going to make enough noise with his very early Christmas gift to sound like 12 drummers.

D: Ah, he can beat the war drum for me any day.

A: Actually, it’s for Jazz Band, but I’ll let him know.

D: You do that, A. So, is this it?

A: It is. The 12 Days of Non-NaNo are over.

D: And what have you learned?

A: That if I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard—

D: I mean from blogging A – not from your journey to the Wonderful Land of Oz.

A: Oh. Well then, how about being able to blog about things other than my writing and my topsy-turvy character-rich inner-world.

D: You’re talking about me in that last bit, right?

A: Yes, D.

D: You aren’t planning on eradicating that part, right?

A: (Eye-roll) No, D.

D: Good. Just so we are both clear on that. You couldn’t live without me, anyway.

A: What are you going to do when your books are finally done and out there for the public to enjoy?
D: Well, I was thinking you should retire to someplace warm. I have these aches in my elbows – I’m thinking it’s from the sword – and really, I could do without the early arrival of winter, you know?

A: You are not retiring in my head.

D: Oh, come on, A! You’d miss me if I were gone.

A: . . .

D: You would. Just think about it, A.

A: And the final thing that I learned during my 12 days of Non-NaNo? D is as irrepressible as ever, and never ceases to surprise me. Hope all the NaNos out there are doing well as they approach the mid-way point, and that everyone else is having their own grand time! ‘Night all!

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Storyteller spins spooky sagas

D: Where can we get some trumpets?

A: Trumpets?

D: You know, for the fanfare.

A: Why do we need fanfare?

D: For our spectacular tale-telling of course.

A: Our? Are you actually including me in the circle of your glory?

D: . . . maybe. Don’t get used to it, though.

A: Oh, never would I ever, D.

Prompted

A: Frost was this week’s prompt at the Community Storyboard – and once again, you all delivered. Check out these entries.

D: And take a gander at A’s response, Little Jack Frost

A: Not to mention, D’s take on Queen Creative’s Prompts for the Promptless, Johari Window

Halloween Tricks and Treats

Scary-Jack-o-LanternD: and for your spooky enjoyment,

A: A list of the weird,

D: the creepy

A: The haunting

D: The family-friendly

A: And the spooktacular!

D: is that even a word?

A: It is now.

D: Indeed.

 

 

Self Publishing News

A: The state of self-publishing

D: By people who know what they’re talking about.

A: Are you admitting that you aren’t an expert on something?

D: Make a note of this day, A. It will never happen again.

Such a tease…

Prodigy Cover FinalA: Check out Melissa Janda’s teaser of Charles’ Yallowitz’ 2nd Windemere book, Prodigy of Rainbow Tower.

D: And a little bird tells me that the venerable scribe of Windemere will have another book out, just in time for Halloween, as well as the third Windemere book, Allure of the Gypsies in December . . .

A: Stay tuned for more information on that!

The Published Set

D: Did you hear the good news, A? Jack’s book Ranger Martin and the Zombie Apocalypse reached #1 for Children’s horror on Amazon.

jack flacco - zombie

A: I did hear? D, I told you that myself. Weirdo.

D: Oh, right.

A: You were distracted by zombies again, weren’t you?

D: Maybe.

A: (Eye roll)  Right. Anyway –  Congratulations, Jack!

D: Meanwhile, SK Nicholls, author of Red Clay and Roses, has been hard at work revising and editing her book – and the updated e-book is available now on Amazon. If you haven’t looked into this ‘fact-ion’ book yet, now is your chance!

A: Did you just use a made-up word?

D: Maybe.

A: Wonders never cease.

D: It’s Halloween time, A – the veil between the worlds is thin. All sorts of weird and wonderful things can happen now.

A: Speaking of wonderful, not only was the delightful Andra, at The Accidental Cootchie Mama published in Echoes in Darkness but she also has a piece in the latest edition of Precipice. Congratulations, Andra!

Help

A: Help CN Faust get the word out on The Hollow Living!

Read Tuesday

D: Are you ready for Read Tuesday, A?

A: I’m ready to give books as holiday gifts, but seeing as how I’m not published, personally I will not be participating.

D: Well, just because you aren’t participating, doesn’t mean you can keep all the secrets to yourself. Talk about selfish.

A: What?

D: You heard me.

A: Um. . . I’m not keeping secrets – if authors want to know how to get their books on the Read Tuesday catalogue, all they have to do is visit the Read Tuesday site.

D: Oh.

A: Are you okay, D? You’re acting, I don’t know, kinda funny.

D: It’s this Halloween thing, A. And your party . . . I – I’m not so sure I can cope with all the spooks and the ghouls.

A: They’re not real, D.

D: So you think, Miss I-grew-up-in-a-haunted-house.

A: Okay, those are real, but the ghouls? Not so much.

D: I’ve been around longer than you, A. I’ve seen things.

A: I’ve seen things too, and believe me – ghouls ain’t got nuthin’ on me before my first cup of coffee.

D: Huh. Good point.

Wild Weird and Wonderful

A: Speaking of the weird, wild and wonderful, check this out from Time magazine – Alien Earth: Our Planet from Above.

D: We were speaking of wild, weird  and beautiful?

A: Yes. You’re wild and weird

D: Oi—

A: And I’m wonderful.

D: (Eye roll) Indeed.

New to me

A: Mrs. God by Mark Evans. I bought the book but it’s going to have to wait for several others. That said, I’m looking forward to reading it and had to share this new-to-me blog and author.

D: What about new to me?

A: D, you were born in 668. Everything in this time should be new to you.

D: Hmph – everything that’s old is new again, A.

A: Why do I even speak to you? Twisty twisty twisty, D.

D: Twisty?

A: Twisty.

D: Ah, ever the eloquent writer.

A: Goes along nicely with the pedantic character, don’t you think?

D: Touché, A. Touché.

Enjoy the beautiful things in life.

Remember to enjoy the beautiful things in life.

We don’t need to do it all

A: We’ll leave you with this article from Nourished Kitchen – three days in the life of a real-food advocate, writer and blogger. It’s a lovely reminder not to feel guilty for not doing ‘it all’ or doing it the ‘right’ way all the time.

 

Happy Birthday, America!


fireworks

To all those celebrating the birth of a nation today, have a wonderful and safe holiday.

For all those not, enjoy our spectacle.

(It is our birthday after all –

we get to wear funny hats, make lots of noise and indulge!)

~ From the Druid, the Author and the Child