There's a DIALOGUE BLOGFEST going on today, and I've been asked to rustle around this pile here on my desk and produce some of that semi-decent back-and-forthing which sparks what makes the world go 'round . . . or . . . what some of my characters think does.
Here goes . . . from the third chapter of SAM'S SONG, my noir-goes-political novel moving towards the perfect publisher after a certain spectacular tome known as HARBINGER*33 has set sail in splendour, heralding the destinies of 33 stunning authors, 3 splendid artists and 3 scintillating "authenticators" ~ the folks who make all the difference in writers' ways and means, if you know what I mean.
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This chapter's title could use your singalong:
Two Drifters . . . off to see . . .
“This isn’t the way to go ~ is it?”
“It wasn’t my turn to bring the GPS. The Scarecrow would wile away the hours, contemplating flowers and tell you some people go this way. . . "
“. . . And some people go that way. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know all that. But which way do WE wish to go?”
“That was Beatles, ’64, you can’t slide one in on me. Nelle, we go the way we’re meant to go. We – “
“You mean we follow our hearts?”
“It couldn’t hurt.”
“Sam, it could.”
“Not if we don’t let it baby, not if we don’t let it.”
And he reached for her hand and he made her feel grand. She looked up – the sun caught her smiling that way, while he moved away the one strand that always slip-slid just into her vision. She read the grin of his mind, of course.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got vision and the rest of the world wears bifocals.”
“Easy one Nelle. That was classic Butch and Sundance. Use a little more dynamite next time, will’ya?”
The smirk of her giggle furthered the ramble of their day. Quips were flung and the journey, begun. There were miles to go before they would sleep.
“And promises to keep?”
“You reading our minds again?”
“It’s a tough job but someone has to do it.”
“Then you know I’m up for a good adventure – howzabout you?”
“Me? Why, I just adore a Gershwin tune . . . “
“Nelle.”
“Sam.”
(c) 2009 ~ Author Absolutely*Kate
in the nanomojo writeathon
in the nanomojo writeathon
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More on SAM'S SONG
after HARBINGER*33 has come to be,
and be seen, and be manifesting destinies the more
for 33 Authors setting sail their very best treasures.
after HARBINGER*33 has come to be,
and be seen, and be manifesting destinies the more
for 33 Authors setting sail their very best treasures.
But for now ~ Over 100 Authors are on a Dialog spree,
Enjoy your see.
See you again come Double*Feature Thursday AT THE BIJOU when Barry J Northern returns with his far-reaching fantasy, CHASING THE WIND. Churning energy to distilled desert action while camels endure the sands of time is what it's all about ... Now therein lies some damn good dialog . . . ("Better than camel urine," the inimitable Barry proclaims.)
Thanks for checkin' out
how DIALOGUE doth flow.
It always has somethin' to say, doesn't it?
~ Absolutely*Kate
and the fine staff of renown
*AT THE BIJOU*
( THE FICTION GROUPIE ~ A spunky gal who goes by the moniker Roni Griffin and stirs up readers and authors alike from down Texas way, still has plenty to say on the DIALOGUE BLOGFEST < You can click into her sense and sensibility right here. Will ya tell her "Absolutely*Kate sent me"? She just might like that and take a hankerin' with a downhome country welcome to all our great AT THE BIJOU author'folk. There's always Promotin', there is. )
