Shannon Stacey

(AKA: current Devlin Group pain in the ass) Gallagher: Miss me, babe? Me: Oh yes, ever so desperately. Gallagher: Even though you’re working on other stuff, you’ve been thinking about me a lot lately. Makes me all hot and bothered. Me: Back the ego truck up. See, the shipwreck part isn’t enough to carry the [...]

*cellphone rings showing a number I don’t recognize* Me: Hello? Strange man’s voice: Hello. *pause that drags on* Me: Who is this? Strange man’s voice: (Tall kid). *long pause while I, a victim of too much TV and too many thrillers, wonder in a panic why a grown man is pretending to be my little [...]

I probably shouldn’t use the category tag “conversations with characters” for this entry, but my boys are characters. We watch Jeopardy every night before the kids go to bed. The tall kid’s starting to hold his own. The short kid just parrots my answers, so when we’re right he gets the glory and when we’re [...]

Shan: What the hell’s going on here? One minute I’m writing a love scene and in the next we’ve skipped to you holding a shotgun on the sheriff. Eliza Jane: It seemed like the thing to do at the time. Shan: But there’s nothing at all in your background to suggest you can wield a [...]

Shan: Thou hast forsaken me. The Bitch Muse: Shakespeare? Listen, doll—even 1970′s maternity pants weren’t that much of a stretch. Shan: You’re a cruel and fickle mistress. The Bitch Muse: What do you expect? After the icky flu stuff and the icky tax staff—math for god’s sake—and your hour-long rant on the evils of the [...]