Bloody Bard Bares . . .

A: He rode a blazing saddle…! D: . . . A: Come on, D. Aren’t you going to fill in the next line? Hint: He wore a shining– D: I would think wearing a blazing saddle would be enough mental imagery for the folks reading. As you’ve been reminding me all day, it is a […]

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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 […]

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Terrifically told tales

A: So, how did your little boy’s night with Charlie go? D: I’m not talking to you. A: Then you won’t mind if I start the tale-telling? D: What? Of course I mind! It’s Wednesday – that’s Druid’s Day, not A’s day to steal D’s thunder day. A: Is Druid’s day anything like Durin’s Day? […]

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Talented Taliesin Tells Tall Tales

I’m baaaack – admit it, you missed the troubadour extraordinaire, the bardest with the mostest, the Druid who is fluid (with words)– D: What are you doing, A? A: Oh, Hi D. Um, I’m impersonating you? D: Go to bed, woman, and leave the tale telling to the pros. A: So you know how you […]

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The Druid Tells the Tale, Again

If you’ve been watching this space and following along, you probably know that A is experiencing some angst over the fact that her attitude towards me, and the story I’m telling through her, has changed. Really, what she’s annoyed at is that I made her cry. Personally, I think it serves her right. I may […]

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