Wolfie scrabbled across the stone floor and sank his teeth into the god’s ankle and Shar yelled, “No, NO!” and lunged for him.

7:45 PM
Jenny C. has entered the room
7:55 PM
Lani D. has entered the room
Lani D. Okay, I just got off the phone, and I’m dying to read this, so I’ll be right back…

This is the second of our guest blogs from writers who have collaborated. Bob Mayer has collaborated with Jenny on two novels–Don’t Look Down and Agnes and the Hitman–but that’s not his only experience in working well (sometimes) with others. And thank you Bob for contributing to the D&G blog:

So I”m hoping this will show all the notes from Jenny and Lani, telling me what an ignorant slut I am (no, really, they were very tactful) and all the deletions and additions I made, but somehow I’m doubting it will. This isn’t the first draft but fairly early one — with Miranda/Matilda rather [...]

The Mesopotamians evidently liked dogs because they did a lot of dog art, especially statues and bas reliefs. At this time none of the dog art discovered shows them playing poker, but scholars feel it’s only a matter of time since all civilizations have some version of that myth.
In the meantime, here are some [...]

Nisaba was the goddess of writing, learning and astrology.

Carla told us about this CNN gallery of this year’s ugliest dog contest. If I could figure out how to link to a gallery, I would, but you’ll just have to go to CNN.com and search for “These Dogs Are Ugly!” (Genius headline, eh?) CNN said, “Most of the entrants [...]

We need pictures as placeholders for all our people because while we each see our own characters clearly, it’s really important that we see each others’, too. So we spent some time on Google images, and put together a cast portrait using Curio. If you know the two teenagers who are Bun [...]

This is last Sunday’s chat. We’re working, we’re working.
We started the chat, Jenny got called away and then came back:
Jenny C. Okay, I’m back.
Jenny C. Did you plot the book?
Krissie O. Hi, babe.
Lani D. We chatted.

By the time Shar and Wolfie had finished their walk to the two-story step-temple that was the Sippar family home, she had reviewed the class, summarized her thoughts and come to the conclusion that . . .