Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Do You Have Festive Frenzy?
Weary night meows, my holiday-lovely and smile-luminous KitKats... another milder day on the tame prairie... yes, also dead-pan gray and overcast... yet, the sunset was constantly changing, panoramic splendor... oh, the Kougaress is hyper and tired at the same time... and just feeling downright strange... the Winter Solstice-Lunar Eclipse energies?
Do You Have Festive Frenzy? Has seasonal FESTIVE FRENZY taken over yet? Either the good kind that leaves you happily tired, satisfied and warm at heart... or, the bad kind that eats away at your soul, withers your heart...and where there’s nothing to show for it, other than empty packaging... ???
Here’s wishing you and yours the good kind of festive frenzy.
The tail-switching holiday moment: This Big Cat’s chocolate chip cookies, she took time to bake some... also, a card from her aunt in Phoenix... the Baker Creek Heirloom Seeds 2011 Pure Seed Book ~ rareseeds.com ~
Big Cat by-the-numbers ~
12:12 am... 1:11 am... 1:11 pm... 2:22 pm... 3:33 pm... 4:44 pm... oooh, the lunar eclipse photos are stunning... but, mygosh, if you look close enough... yes, there are structures on the moon... after all, all those evenly spaced, straight spoke-like lines this Big Cat saw aren’t made by any kind of natural force... so, yeah, the so-called tinfoil hat kooks are right.
Authoress news and mews ~
Ooo, Kitten Authors/Aspiring authors, the Kougar ran into a FIRESTORM, an author discussion on *dirty done* reviews. That is, some individuals will target certain authors and rate their books low, not on the merit of the book, but because they want to *get* the author for some reason. Whether it’s simply vindictive or because they want to hurt sales, and help their own... or whatever the soul-poor reason???
Anyhoo, some authors are talking about ‘not going down without a fight’ and fighting back. Truthfully, the Kougar doesn’t quite understand the proposed strategy. Yet. However, it seems as if this Big Cat author is not alone in wanting to expose ‘reviews’ that are done for malicious reasons. Or, as this Big Cat believes... kindergartners aren’t going to necessarily rate a book high that a college student would rate high... yeah, if you don’t possess a certain level of reading comprehension... no! The Kougar’s books are not for you.
Featured at ROMANCE WRITERS BEHAVING BADLY ~
It's getting to be that time. Scented candles, silk ribbons, wine...
By Mary Quast
Her lips are parted and slightly swollen from being kissed under the mistletoe, her eyes are soft, her hair is tousled. He's breathing heavier and realizes the only thing standing in the way to further enjoyment are a few layers of cloth.
Christmas Blessings and Proverbs . . .
By Keta Diablo
I thought it more appropriate today to post about a topic that's on most minds this week -- Christmas. I can't think of anything nicer than reading during the holiday season, whether it's poetry, novels or proverbs. Today let's talk about the latter.
I’m a proverbs nut. I spend too much time surfing the Internet for words of wisdom from all walks of life. I particularly like holiday proverbs and international proverbs. In celebration of Christmas, I leave you with some of my favorites about the Holiday Season.
The following is somewhat X-rated, and certainly sarcastically OPINIONATED... however, as an author/aspiring author you may have a clever way to use GIANT CHICKEN EGGS [think futuristic, for example]... or, you know... ATTACK OF THE KILLER CHICKEN EGGS like that infamous B-flick ATTACK OF THE KILLER TOMATOES... ketchup not included... in this case, scrambling-for-breakfast not included. [no, nothing makes sense in these times]
Yes! Giant chicken eggs... another Frankenfood is about to be foisted onto the people from the Soulless Beasts at the top of the government food chain... but, hey, this Big Cat says buy up all available cartons and use them in the good old-fashioned way... no, not for rum-saturated egg nog... but hurl those colossal-yolk babies at your least favorite politician and/or corrupt government official... hey, how about adding those nasty untasty tomatoes to your throwing repertoire... instead of smacking the *throw the bums out* politicians with rotten icky sticky tomatoes as in the days of yore... rear back, and like an ace pitcher, hurl those *close to rock hard* so called tomatoes... aim for an eye, or better, aim lower and take out their useless small-dick genitalia... if aiming for a corrupt female O-fficial like Big Sis, a clock to the brain area might put them out of their misery, and our misery [remember these are not nice people, and they are in every sense of the definition: murderers].
Oh, and be darn careful. DO NOT try hatching a GIANT CHICKEN EGG... picture it... the pecking begins... crack, crack, the shell falls apart... and instead of a giant youngin’ chick emerging, or even a misshapen monster chick.. why it’s the chicken’s distant ancestor... A DINOSAUR... and, well, there are more than a few movies depicting the gory details of dinosaurs running, eating amok in our world. Unless, of course, said baby dino could be trained to feast only on THOSE O-fficials and UH-thorities who are corrupt.
Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...
Happy Courtship on another Earth
X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...
Part 723 ~
Sylva blinked, and inhaled sharply, realizing what she’d done. So, there it was. More out in the open, her psychic ability. In the quiet that followed, Sylva decided to suck it up. She raised her gaze, looking at the collective faces. Of course, Nevada knew. He studied her intently. As she thought about it, so did Marina... and, well Zeke’s mother, Ginger, she probably knew, too. Sylva didn’t think Nevada was one to keep secrets from his wife. Yet... Sylva gripped her hands tightly, her nerves raw. “It’s okay, dear,” Ginger softly uttered. “Thanks.” Sylva felt her heart lighten considerably.
Zeke prompted, “Get hold of one.” This time Wayne answered, “We was wantin’ to figure out a way to sabotage the missiles. We’re able to design a frequency that can be added to a defensive shield. It will destroy the guidance system and, at the same, time disarm the missile.” That certainly perked up Zeke’s listening ears. “I’m a dog seein’ a steak bone, fellas. Anything else I need to know?” Wayne’s eyes glazed over with fear. “Trouble is, they know who we are now. Or that robo-plane wouldn’t have targeted us. Or taken dead aim on our air auto.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 722 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire.
~ HAPPY HOLIDAYS ~ MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE ENOUGH ~
Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Festive Frenzy kisses from the Kougar...