Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Caterwauling Smooches and Semi-Colons

Yesterday, Big Cats, southern winds kept the tame prairie so warm, the Kougar's power bill sighed with relief. Not today. Ooo...ick! Yep, the winds rule, arctic cold winds blasting the temp down into the middle teens. A small flurry of snow graced the Kougaress's eye, tiny whirling floaty snowflakes.
Caterwauling excitement! The Kougar just received two cover art drafts for her lioness shifter novella, Red Lioness Tamed. Now, all she has to do is decide...? And! She completed her punctuation edits...for now. Yay! Frolicking tumble, yay!
Question, Kitty novel writers: Do any of your story characters think in semi-colons? Meow and soft yowl, there is a music to how we think, a rhythm...from furious rushes of thought...then a pause, next a drumbeat forward. Maybe we think in hip-hop or a Bach symphony...yes, depending on our mood, our emotion, or on our circumstances. Depending on who we are...what our life-savage passions are. The Kougar is thinking, perhaps, report writers, science writers think in semi-colons -- for that is part of their world, their way being. And you, what is your music?
Tomorrow is blog day for the Kougar at Title Magic. If you feel a passion for all things Atlantis, take an alert romp on over. Featured will be moi's life-long love affair with Atlantis and her American Title IV entry, Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis.
To strike a different paw note, my Big Cats, walking the same journey as the Kougaress, there are huge changes afoot in our wild, mad world. Dance through them as you can and know the Kougar is always with you in Spirit.

Today is our day, Big Beautiful Kitties, Mel entertains us with the story of her cat at Title Magic. Yes, her kitty is domestic. Nonetheless, completely adorable. Below is moi's happy comment.
Mel, I smiled all the way through your cat story. We had a siamese when I was growing up, and your kitty reminds me of her.
What can I say? My doggies are my babies. Yup, they ground me, keep me from floating away into writing land too much. They let me woggle them, kiss them and hug them. They remind me daily what love is all about.

Caterwauling smooches from the Kougar...

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