Roll call (Originally Role Call) (Page 1 of 2)

Don't you mean 'roll call'?

I'm not. At least not any more so than usual. I was born senile.

You whippersnappers and your rolls

I'd love to roll in some honey butter.

That's not a nice way to describe bimmy. For shame!

Conehead. Singular. Norm is not a conehead. Oh, and butter is not made of mucous. It is a body fluid that has nutritional properties rather than for repelling allergens.

And bee vomit is tasty. Nyah.

Ah, maintenant je comprend tous qui passe. Kdot, est que vous et en France pour les vacances?
Wow! My French sucks. Only slightly better than my English.

Jeez...I step away for one minute. ...

Did you 'off' the first husband, or just planning ahead? ;-)

Janet (AJ) is a specialist in high-octane chemicals. She moved to this side of the pond because she likes our tax system better. She likes driving insanely large distances along the California coast because  (well face it) that is a smaller distance than driving around Australia so she can see a whole lot of water that is always on the left side of the car.  She likes writing Medieval Romance (with a capital R) because the women back then had better sex.

NJC (or New Jersey) is a crotchety old soul who has decided to write a story based on a fifteen year-old girl whose mother has all the emotional warmth of a Vulcan female during the mating season. He likes visits from the Fire Marshall, and hides the sparking electronics of his many inventions within the ceiling tiles of his apartment.

KDot is a sweet but misguided author who believes that superman is actually a black man who wears overalls, and who can grow his penis to monstrous sizes. K likes to write without paying attention to physics (For example, sound travels through space suits from low-pressure/near vacuum environments). In one story, he had a thirty-mile-an-hour horse. 

Bimmy is a on-again, off-again visitor to this site. She likes raising cutie little piglets until they become hogs. Then she practices her Christian values and kills/eats them. She likes muddy pictures of everybody's boots (with feet presumably inside), and fraking earthquakes. (Those are her favorite)

Norm is great guy who snuggles with the black bears that tear through his garbage in a cozy little Canadian town. He made all his money in the US, but has moved back to Canada, swearing never to return. We are planning on kidnapping him and taking him on a road trip, rolled up in a wool rug so that the border patrol won't notice.

Elisheva is a charming gal who writes her novel only while visiting people she loves in the Emergency Room. She's made quite a bit of progress this past month, and (for now) her family seems to be surviving her learning curve.

The others are a bit shy and don't share a whole lot, so I can only guess at their motivations. I think they are actually K in disguise, but their writing includes RESEARCH and HISTORY. And isn't made up of bad physics. Nevermind. They aren't K. I changed my mind.

Me? I'm the one who is writing the Book That Never Ends. It goes on…and on. I just published a new chapter for the first time this month. One more thing to edit. I went to a writer's conference this weekend and learned more marketing techniques that I won't use because I am writing the Never Ending Story. I bought books to read. I've set a deadline for next year in finishing all this reading. I sew people for fun, and I'm overworked but overpaid. Come to me to ask about wounds and I'll oblige by telling you why the injury can't happen, and then I'll try to rewrite your plot.

How was that, Janet? Did I get everybody?

A.T. Schlesinger "Beneath the Silver Rose"

Low magic, adult sword fantasy written in deep POV (3rd person, single POV)

Shadyia, a daring and passionate courtesan of the Silver Rose, finds herself caught between an enigmatic magician who searches for an ancient labyrinth, and a devious zealot who conspires to further a twisted agenda. Concealing both a forbidden romance with a fellow sister and a vengeful past, Shadyia must choose which man to favor. Her madam demands she please the zealot to keep the sisterhood safe from the wrath of his order, but Shadyia’s integrity requires she aid the magician. Will she follow him into the labyrinth and face the shadows of death, or betray him to save the sisterhood she cherishes above all?