Author Archive: Dorlana Vann
Supernatural Fairy Tale (short story) Vampire + The Emperor’s New Clothes = The Vampire’s New Suit
The Vampire’s New Suit by Dorlana Vann His apartment was on the top floor of a tall building. Everyone knew he was a vampire, so no one would have bothered him even if he had been on the first floor. That was why he found it strange when he heard the knock. After opening the …
Can’t wait to watch: The Great Gatsby
I can’t recall the last time I was so super excited about a movie. There are so many reasons why I want to see The Great Gatsby that I’m going to list them … in no particular order. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald’s is one of my top two favorite novels – Here are …
Fairy Tale Inspired Short Story: Quiet on the Nightingale
Quiet on the Nightingale Fairy Tale inspired (Jorinda and Joringel) short story from Dorlana’s collection Supernatural Fairy Tales Before climbing aboard the Nightingale, a 60-foot yacht, Jake listened for a second to make sure its owner, Richard King, slept. From the cockpit, Jake climbed the stairs to the upper aft deck, and with little effort, he opened the …
The Third Draft is an Empty Tube of Toothpaste!
I finished the dreaded rough draft of my romantic comedy November 8th. I enjoyed writing the second draft, even going all poetic about it and blogging with sentences like, “I’m dancing with my characters or something like that. Yeah, yeah, yeah … all free flowing toothpaste. When I finished the second draft on December 6th, …
The Second Draft is Country Music
I don’t like writing rough drafts. I’m not really sure why. I think it might be all the frustration. Facing the blank page is intimating, no matter how many times I’ve been there. I know that frustration is unavoidable, and even necessary, if you want unique characters and plot. But that is all behind me …
Short Story: The Thanksgiving Play
The Thanksgiving Play by Dorlana Vann The sun was coming over the turkey when all hell broke loose. I watched from my front row seat with panicked amusement as the cardboard sun fell on the turkey’s head. The turkey tripped the little Native American, which made him fall on the Thanksgiving filled table. The table …



