Sunday, August 28, 2011

Zrexur launched through the wormhole...

Late night purrs, my lovely and boldly loving KitKats... this Big Cat hopes everyone who is in the path of Hurricane Irene is safe and warm and dry... another nice warmish day on the tame prairie... although, really, everything has this odd tilted feeling to it... hmmm, a vid of little green men walking around their craft in Siberia... King Arthur’s round table possibly found is another article... there is SO MUCH MORE to that time than has ever been released to us, the public... and, something else the Kougaress finds intriguing... an underground river has been discovered beneath the Amazon river... truly, we know very little about this wondrous Earth of ours... in part, because it has intentionally been kept hidden...

Authoress news and mews ~

The Kougar is fine-tooth combing her short story, still tentatively titled, The Panther and His Sage Queen... so far, so good... meowsa! Here’s the first SIX sentences.

Zrexur launched through the wormhole as panther. Transitioning to his human form, easily done while moving through the vortex’s cosmic sap, he landed barefoot on what this parallel world called pavement.

He needed a bride.

Not any woman would do. His kind took only what they called a Sage Queen for their bonded mate. He thought they were known as spinsters on this version of Earth.

Oh lordy, because of some strange itch, the Kougar made a list of WIPs to finish and stories to pen, just the obvious ones... bionic fingers, bionic fingers, bionic fingers... please, please, please... PLEASE!

Oh big frustration maows... the Kougar attempted to get all of her books on her author page at Amazon UK with no success. You would think their Amazon Central would be the same. While it looks the same, the feature to add your own books doesn’t seem to work. Dang it!


Nitchell's Plan
by Solara

Nitchell wiped his sweaty palms down his loincloth. Since coming ashore six months earlier, he’d learned to fain human modesty. Cason insisted on covering himself regardless of who was present. Nitchell smiled as images from the first time he’d caught Cason nude in bed jacking off flashed through his mind.

“Hmmm,” Nitchell twilled aloud. “Cason has a thing for nudes and scantily clad women. Wonder if I can ping his horny id and get him to make a move on the merwoman.” A clap of thunder pounded the air and a bolt of lightning jagged deep into the sand not too far from where Cason and the mermaid lay.

Nitchell jumped, startled, and rolled his eyes toward the clouds hanging close. “Okay, I get the point. Just trying to get them together and his protective side fired up.”

Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

2:22 am... 5:55 pm... 11:11pm... 11:33 pm... 11:44 pm... strange, strange times are ahead... prepare...

The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire. ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE!

~ Happy Summer-escapin' in August ~


And, May you live the dreams of your heart, not in interesting times...

Strange, strange times kisses from the Kougar...


Serena Shay said...

Bionic fingers indeed, along with the ability to stop time and maybe some way of uploading my thoughts to the computer! I could full books written in no time! LOL

Hmmm, now there's a sci-fi story for ya. tehe

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, right there with you! That is a sci-fi story... the futuristic author. ~sigh~