“Mister, do you want a drink?” I ask for the fourth time.
“I think he’s okay right now,” Mammaw says. “He’s going to lick my whisk.”
“That sounds like a southern phrase of disbelief.” Aunt K says. She rustles up her best southern accent. “Well, lick my whisk.”
Have you ever tried to give a character an accent? Was it successful or unsuccessful?
What book do you think does the best job of using dialect?