Cold has attacked the Kougar's winter-brown prairie, darker shades of brown everyday to meow's eye -- no, not as viciously as the chill deities could prey upon the tame prairie -- for which the Kougaress is smile-pleading grateful.
Good news, good news, dear Big Kitties, yes the organic cocoa powder has arrived -- a mewing-lovely surprise, since moi was not expecting it, and had clawing-desperately ordered it from another vendor, despite her wish to be free from the tyranny of debt.
May the Angel Big Cats hear her yowling pleas for relief from tyranny. Only, if it were so for all us, dear and mighty Bast. Freedom from tyranny.
More good news! Yes, the Kougar sent Red Lioness Tamed back to her editor for further review. Caterwauling unexpectedly, moi had tears dripping down her cheeks, and she sniffled a lot, at reading her own story -- and it's not sad at all. It was the love 'sniff' happy ending to this first novel in the Adventures of the Red Lioness. Moi has never written specifically to bring forth those tears -- yet, there they were. Real. Her little loving heart touched to it's thumping core -- because of love.
Indeed, love is all to rare upon our Earth, my Beloved Big Cats -- hence, the ceremony and heart-sending pomp on Valentine's day...or so the Kougaress's theory goes.
Meooow...love. Love Evonne's blog on Title Magic today. Moi's fantasy memories of Jean Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise were definitely vividly brought to life once more. Take a languid stroll on over and sumptuously enjoy, Big Cats all.
Evonne, oooh Patrick Stewart, he's tops on my sexy bald men list -- and I'm a hair-loving gal. But heaven or star trek forbid, those sexy french shirts he used to wear while off duty, omygawd, was I in enamored lust. Light sabres, eh? Geez, I need that portal, so I could take a trip over.
Fun times, I've always wanted to make films, write, and do a starring role. The actual being a star part doesn't do it for me, though. My teacher in acting classes at college tried to get me to go into it -- but, I chose writing instead. Wouldn't it fun! Title Magicians, to make movies of our books?
Yeah, now we just need those millions. Or, maybe, a lot of over-eager film students.
Cold prairie smooches from the Kougar...
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