...whirlwind crazy ride...

My hero, Dylan, practicing for Christmas as his lion self...

Nighttime mews and roars, my gorgeous, holiday-happening Pussycats... can you believe only fifteen or so more days until the end of year 2011? Much colder on the tame prairie today, and last night there was a one heck of downpour for about fifteen minutes... the planet Jupiter was out earlier this evening, and looking absolutely stunning in the night sky.

Darling Big Cats, take care of yourselves... it's crash, boom, and bang time on the world stage.
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...whirlwind crazy ride...

Authoress news and mews ~

What a whirlwind crazy ride, my darlings. The Kougar was approved to publish at Bookstrand... Yahoo! And, through much trial and error she managed to enter all her info correctly... then when it came to the file upload, she didn't have the files she needed, since it appears as though their system is like ARe... and those files have arrived from the professional formatter yet... and... oh, yeah, technically, SANTA BABY, SEVERAL STARS AWAY is for sale at Bookstrand, except only in the ,rtf format at this point in time... because this Big Cat is a dummy book waiting to happen when it comes to this stuff, and really doesn't know what to do... yee-yowls!!!

Not to mention all the constant promo-ing, which reminds this Big Cat... there is a blog hop taking place at ROMANCE WRITERS BEHAVING BADLY 16-18... the Kougar didn't announce it before because she didn't understand what was required, and apparently neither did some others, according to what was said... and, oh, what a sorta mess... however, she did post... and there are prizes, lots of good authors, and holiday ebook fun.

And, it was likely a big ole mistake, but this Big Cat signed up for Google's answer to Facebook because they didn't require the info FB wants, and because they don't say they own everything you post... although, really, Google and Facebook aren't that different as far as the cyber spying they do on all of us, etc. Remember, WE are the product... not products are being sold to us, as they pretend. But then, now, this Big Cat really doesn't understand that kind of social networking either... so, she has no clue what she'll do with it. Or not. And she hasn't created a page, either. Not yet.

LATE BREAKING NEWS ~ Santa Baby, Several Stars Away has been approved for Smashwords' premium catalogue.
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Featured at TITLE MAGIC ~

Pointing Out the Views
by Pat Cunningham

I go both ways. Hey, settle down. I’m talking about POV. First person, third person, writing it or reading it, I’m okay with both. I made it all the way through Bright Lights, Big City, so I can handle second person present tense, though I wouldn’t care for a steady diet of it. That one’s best saved for special occasions, in my humble opinion.

Most romances are written in third person. First person seems to go better with urban fantasy, maybe because of UF’s grittier nature. First person in UF recalls laconic voiceovers in 1940s film noir. Third is the voice of the people; first is the voice of one person. If you’re going with first, better work on that voice to make sure it isn’t annoying.
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From Astrology.com ~

Moon in Virgo trines Jupiter in Taurus: The Payoff

All that hard work is finally paying off. You'll reap the benefits of applying yourself to the details with utter discipline and focus. Money, beauty and pleasure are Jupiter-in-Taurus rewards for a job well done. You'll be burning the candle at both ends -- but it's so worth it! This is a day of great manifestation potential.
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Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

11:11 pm... 11:22 pm... 11:33 pm... 12:12 am... 1:11 am... 2:12 am... 3:33 am... 4:44 am...
11:44 am... 8:44 pm... 11:11 pm... 12:12 am... the corporation giants are falling... many by the hand of their fellow soulless giants... it's all crashing...
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The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire.

~ Have a happy and magickal holiday season ~

~ MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE ENOUGH ~

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

Whirlwind crazy ride kisses from the Kougar...

Year of the Rabbit Blog Hop ~ Buns on Parade

Welcome to the blog hop! For your viewing pleasure... yes, it’s Buns on Parade from my private collection of sexy male butts. Okay, not really private. I just grab those beautiful hard cheeks whenever and wherever I can from the world wide webbie. Yes, I admit it, I am an afficionado of finely baked buns.

~ deliciously yummy artistic ~

~ primal earth god ~

~ happening cutie butt ~

~ beautiful man sculpture, butt included ~

~ art of the glistening butt ~

~ watching a man dress, undress, oh yeah, baby ~

~ hell, yeah, gone fishing with him anytime ~

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In honor of the Chinese Year of the Rabbit, I wrote a flash scene which takes place in antediluvian times, when goddesses and gods ruled the Earth.

Also, with the rise of the feminine during the Aquarian Age, the rabbit as a symbol is perfect. I contend it’s time for us to lend an ear to Rabbit Spirit.
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Year of the Rabbit Goddess

Shishaza stepped from the intergalactic jet onto the silvery granite platform. Standing high above the landing-port city, she sniffed the paradisiacal air of Atlantis.

Her nose quivered with the abundance of blossoms. She adored their fragrances, and planned on nibbling a banquet of petals at her leisure.

Raising her tall furred ears, she swivelled them listening to the subtle and symphonic bell tones that maintained the energetic harmony of the city. Made out of limestone and granite, the architecture resonated with the lovely sounds. As well, the added frequency of sunbeams on the stone naturally warmed the high altitude area.

With a quick shake of her rabbit tail, Shishaza slid her hand onto her thigh. Sensually enjoying the satiny feel of her pearl-blue bodysuit, she swayed down the long stairway.

Taking her time, Shishaza gazed at the impressive surroundings, both the city’s circular layout and the untamed mountain spires that appeared endless. That is, until she caught sight of Commander D’Hythur, Atlantean Liaison to the Otherworlds.

Her heart thumpity-thumped as she paused and gave him a wave. While Shishaza had arrived in her official capacity as representative for her planet federation, she had first met the Commander aboard a galac-tation cruiser.

Their attraction had been immediate, and a wild carnal force to be reckoned with the more they encountered each other. Yet, circumstance had conspired against them time and again. Their few kisses had been hypernova hot. Even now, Shishaza trembled as she recalled his seductive handling of her ears.

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D’Hythur saluted a wave. His cock gave it’s own strong salute to the beauty who had him tamed to her slim hand. Surprising, since they had been unable to consummate their gale-force passion for each other.

By the gods, he’d given up his voracious rutting appetite because all he could do was envision her beneath him. On top of him. Her long, cinnamon and gold tresses tickling his chest as they mindlessly bucked, climbing to the heights of pleasure.

Edging to the front of the small crowd, he watched his gorgeous rabbit goddess glide down the platform steps. Every languorous movement of her curves seduced him, especially the shape of her thighs -- blatantly long and lush.

The landing platform’s marble stairway was designed to acclimate a new arrival to the vibration of Atlantis. D’Hythur observed her aura energies shift and swirl. The colors were the same vibrant shades of the blooms she cultivated and dined on, with deep violet being predominant.

Beneath the shimmer-white sun, the dark cocoa fur of her ears shone. Their elegance always bewitched him. How he ached to stroke them now, and watch her topaz colored eyes transmute to desire. Just as he desperately wanted to caress her velveteen skin, only creamy shades lighter than her ears.

Briefly, D’Hythur shut his eyes, remembering the sassy twitch of her buff tan tail. She’d relentlessly teased him during the cruise, shaking the silky puff just for him -- whenever she’d caught him looking in her direction.

Once Shishaza gracefully stepped onto the walkway, a smile lit up her soft captivating features. She strolled toward him, her hand lightly placed on her hip.

D’Hythur mentally groaned. Torment was a mild description for the way his rabbit woman’s sleek, but stunningly curvaceous body affected him.

Once they stood face to face, he grinned at her in a manner that was rare for him -- except when he’d spoken with her via a primitive talk-screen. It had been their only form of communication since they’d parted over a year ago.

Early on, they had chosen not to meet as lovers on the astral plane. It would have meant the denial of her appointment as a federation representative.

Now, she was finally his, even if he could not officially court her. However, D’Hythur had conceived a plan after spending months researching a way for them to be together.

“Commander D’Hythur, Atlantean Liaison to the Otherworlds,” she formally, but huskily greeted.

“Federation Representative Shishaza, welcome to Atlantis, empire of land and sea.” He pressed her extended hand between his hands, as was the custom. “I shall escort you to your residence.”

Hoping he appeared merely professional, D’Hythur placed her arm atop the length of his. Her hand squeezed his wrist for an instant.

“Shishi,” he rasped above a whisper.

With his blood pumping fierce as a volcanic tidal wave, he moved them toward the temple portal that would transport them close to his estate.

“My Shishi bunny,” he crooned, once they were out of earshot.

“Dhyth,” she sang in her low dulcet voice.

Wild as a beast, D’Hythur whirled her inside a temple antechamber. He crushed her mouth beneath his, and his rabbit goddess beauty leaped against him, clinging. Their lips fused for long moments, then frantically slid and tangled.

Unlocking their lips, he fondled the plumpness of her mouth with tiny nips. She vibrated a moan, and when he didn’t stop her entire body shuddered against him. Fast and hot.

Hearing the approach of others toward the portal, D’Hythur forced himself to release her, and step back.

“Ohhhhh,” she whimpered. “What are we going to do?”

D’Hythur drank in every soft, moon-round contour of her impassioned face. He waited until her eyelids fluttered, and she gazed at him. Her eyes were huge, a bright haze of desire for him.

“I have a plan, my Shishi,” he growled. His voice would do nothing else.

“What...oh, please.” Her small fingers clutched his hard.

“I have found a place for us to visit, and remain unknown. A pleasure club for shapeshifters. It’s in the far future. Near a town called Talbot’s Peak.”
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Here’s a romance-intense scene from the movie, Highlander Endgame. It’s simply beautiful to look at, and makes my heart sigh and race at the same time.

KOUGAR KISSES and HAPPY READING...
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