Inspiring, my Big Cats, the Spring's emerald greening of the Kougar's tame grass prairie. Emerald lush and growing taller, the pond sparkling as if jewels litter the surface, the blue sky covered by long banner strips of cloud, the winds blustery and blowing in a chill, with the sun almost obscured ~ and moi's small brown bird, who must be nesting nearby, since he watches and flits about his business ~ using a fallen branch which the Kougaress had planned to move, and now will not.
Kitty Kougar is still under the proverbial weather, but recovering and working on improving her wolfie shifter novella while missing her World of the Blue Pearl Moon. Her keep-it-all-going strategy being to simply accomplish whatever writing her strength and brain power allows for on any given day. Nap, then prowl, nap and prowl.
On a meow note of interest, the Romantic Times e-newsletter, reports that Dorchester has changed its publishing mind, and will sponsor American Title V. Anything goes on these manuscripts as long as you follow the guidelines. Good purring luck to all who enter.
Meow smooch from the Kougar...
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