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The Return of the Me

The Return of the Me

Things have been quiet here at Coquetting Tarradiddles for the past few weeks. There are reasons for this, but they’re nothing too out of the ordinary. Let’s just say that things have been both Busy and Interesting, which is not always an altogether pleasant combination of activities. Some unfortunate and unavoidable legal issues arose with Brittany’s ex that needed to be dealt with, in addition to car trouble, work...

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Recorded Before A Live Studio Audience

Recorded Before A Live Studio Audience

I was at a loss for a subject for today’s post until about half an hour ago, after Brittany disclosed her discovery of the vile and regrettable videotaped evidence of my first wedding. She’s been working on cleaning out the accumulated detritus of my office, which has – for the last year or so – been the dumping ground of everything that wouldn’t fit anywhere else in the house. It started with boxes, when my...

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I Am Not Matthew Perry

I Am Not Matthew Perry

First, some business. The next installment of Snowflakes In Autumn will go up next week, broken into two parts and published on Tuesday and Thursday. I’ll probably keep the goal for Chapter Six set at $75, since you guys met that pretty quickly (although much of it was due to a generous donation from a Ms. X in New York, who did wonders to combat the Southern perception of Damn Yankees). We’ll see if we make it to $75 in round...

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Party Time! Excellent!

Party Time! Excellent!

It’s Tuesday, which means Coquetting Tarradiddles is back to its regular posting schedule. I apologize for all the confusion while I got my feet wet with my first experiment in the serialization of my novel, Snowflakes In Autumn, but things should go smoother from here on in. I’m wrestling a bit with the Donate / Contribute / Whatever button right now as I try and persuade the demons chained to the walls of the PayPal basement...

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Snowflakes In Autumn, 3a

Snowflakes In Autumn, 3a

We’re moving into week three of the serialization of my novel, Snowflakes In Autumn, and I’ve been enjoying it, for the most part. Except for today. When I wrote this, I didn’t have online distribution in mind, so re-formating all of the instant messaging bits of today’s installment was a monstrous pain to deal with. Oh well, I guess it shows how much I care about your reading experience. Trey’s party was a...

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