A Torrid Two Lips Chat

Yep, Big Grownup Kitties, it was a torrid Two Lips Yahoo chat today with the Liquid Silver authors ~ the bonnie kilts were blowing in the wind, leaving the goodies exposed. And there were lots of other carnal-exotic happenings. Read all about it, if you dare to bare. And that didn't even yowling-include the blurbs or excerpts. And, guess what, my curious sex kittens, I'll bet the racy-wild and woolly, take no prisoners party is still going on. The Kougar had to bow out, not only to regain her reeling head and point it back toward steadier safer sailing waters ~ hey, watch out for that big fat Tuna ~ but to actually get her paw-penning done today.
Moi's proof below she is actually working and not felinine-lounging sunning, nor picnic-ing on prime fried chicken legs. Oh meow boo-hoo!
From the Kougar's WIP ~ Don't Bite the Fortune Teller
"Solitaire struggled to awaken. Bizarre mirror-distorted images of people she didn’t know surrounded her. Surfacing briefly, her dream grabbed hold of her again, as if she were it’s prisoner. Dragged down into the shroud-murky swirls, Solitaire willed herself to wake up. Strongly willing herself to ignore the people chasing her, she emerged into lucid thought, and remained in the twilight before full awareness.
Halloween...was it today? Had he returned? Goddess, wake up. Wake up. The celebration with his family, their traditional all-night celebration–it was her first. Had she ever been so utterly nervous in her entire life over any social event? And she’d been nail-chewing, hyperventilating nervous before.
But their costumes, so incredibly beautiful, were designs inspired by the high evening garments worn in pre-dynastic Egypt. Now, all the costumes they’d been shown inside his lounge area, flowed in front of her mind’s eye with the regal serenity of the Nile river. The one she’d chosen was last. Spun metallic gold, the shift had fallen in shimmering knife pleats around her figure, the back elegantly draping along the floor, as she gazed at her reflection in the tall half-circle mirror.
Yet, he’d insisted on the pale lilac costume. Dominant, yet with a gallant air, he’d kissed her palm. The pure sensual persuasion of his lips had caused her to give up without one argument, even though the sheer skimming layers of the lilac shift intimately revealed her body–too much for her liking. Still, the gown’s large decorative collar was stunning. It glistened with tiny round amethyst beads, woven together by royal purple thread, and dripped gold and silver beads shaped like raindrops."
Torrid smooch from the Kougar...

Happy Picnic-ing & Two Lips Chat

Happy Picnics, Big Cats all, if that's your meow-fun way to enjoy the holiday weekend. And blessings to all Those who serve and who have served, and to all Those who truly believe in and fight for freedom.

As a tiny cub the Kougar adored family picnics. The food ~ baked beans, deviled eggs, potato chips, chocolate cake, lemonade. Racing around a huge grassy area beneath the wide blue sky, swinging enthusiastically on the swingset, playing tag ~ just being with Mom and Dad, and moi's siblings. Simple family pleasures, and some of the absolute best.

Deep in her heart, the Kougar has always treasured family, the idea, and the reality, despite the dysfunctions, the ones we all face. In today's world, so much of that is simply gone. Sure, there's the ever-popular family values rhetoric and the *it's for the kids* rhetoric -- yet, roaring-truth, the deep down feeling of family, of truly cherishing each other, of actually living those values from the heart, from the soul...yowling! not so much. No, not so much.

If this doesn't apply to you, Big Cats, you are the lucky, the bluebird-lucky ones!

Today, when the Kougar ventured forth in her wilding yard, small butterflies danced around her. The red rose bush with fat buds got a whole bucket full of delicious gray water. And the horse weed around the sunning daffodil leaves got jerked out of the rain-saturated ground. For, moi has gained a bit of strength and is encouraging her body to continue healing with physical activity, as she can manage.

Okay, Big Kitties, the Kougaress did paw-complete posting her blog, The Fun of Writing Red Lioness Tamed on ~ liquidsilverbooks.com/blog ~ Since moi wasn't familiar with the posting format, the cover art pic was a bit of a problem. Purring-however, it looks bee-u-tiful! And, when moi has time...when is that? Krazed Kat, Crazy Cat! she plans to give her Red Lioness more a presence on the Liquid Silver forum.

And, for her next blog on Siren-BookStrand blog, the Kougar is considering a scene where her Lady Sheridan first enjoys music and dancing with Baron Zaggry ~ music being the theme. Of course, there is also the blog idea of the lover gifts from the Baron to his Sherfantasy.

Ah, my Beautiful Big Cats, the Kougar has resorted to dated lists of everything to be done and accomplished now. Wowza! and it seems to be growing by leaps and bounds. Perhaps, that's why moi encountered that sweet tortoise on her drive. Message: Slow down? Moi slammed on the brakes, praying her van tire would not strike or crunch turtlie! Thank Bast, the turtle was still about two feet away, and was gently place on patch of dry thatch amid the high prairie grasses.

Ah-Ha! Two Lips Yahoo Loop tomorrow! is Liquid Silver Author day. The Kougar almost forgot to meow and roar about it the event! Come on by, indulge in our raucous racy chats. There just might be that book you have to reading-savor!

X-Rated!!! No Kitty Kats under 18! Grrrr...the Kougar means it! Fangs bared.

Run, run, run! Over to Title Magic. Eden Bradley is our guest blogger. And she is absolutely extraordinary. Mew-sings below.

Hi Eden, so glad to have you here with us! Turquoise or purple? Being a purple fanatic, yet also loving turquoise...I dunno, if it were my tattoo, I'm not sure which color I'd go for. Like I said before, I adore your White Tara. And if I ever got a tattoo, I'd like a swirly heart design on the back of my right shoulder, or a fairy on a Pegasus on my leg, near my ankle, where I got brown spider bite, when I was thirteen. Actually, I really want a belly button ring.
Your neck tattoos are very sexy. In fact, I'm reminded of a woman I saw once who had one of the sexiest tattoo placements I ever saw. Her skin color was a beautiful deep olive, and she just had a symbol in black, on the back of her shoulder, close to the base of her neck. I've never forgotten how impressed I was.
'Sploshing'? There's my ignorance showing.
Eden, you are absolutely amazing in your writing and all you've accomplished, and what you are accomplishing.
And, better days ahead.
Again, thanks, for being with us.
Eden, thanks for the 'sploshing' explanation. That makes sense. I have to admit I would find it enjoyable to lick chocolate or honey or whipped cream off a man's body. Hey, just make him into a giant banana split -- okay, that didn't 'come' out right. Yeah, I'll go with the banana being a certain part of his anatomy -- which I wasn't thinking of -- 'cause I love banana splits.
Oh, well, if I go on, it will just get decidedly worse...or better from your point of view.
Anitra, I like those tribal armbands also. The primal throbbing juices take over...for sure!

Picnic fun kisses from the Kougar...

The Kougar's Wild Turkey

Yesterday, during the late morning hours, Big Beautiful Cats, the Kougar noticed through her back window, this giant dark-colored bird standing on her un-mowed lawn. At first, moi could not determine despite her stalking scrutiny if it was a hawk or a wild turkey. When she grabbed her driving spectacles and the bird finally moved -- a great rejoicing occurred inside the Kougaress's breast. A single wild turkey, not more than thirty feet away. Either a hen or a young male. In prior blogs moi has waxed long and poetic over her love for these incredible majestic birds roaming around her cattle country neighborhood.
Fascinated for far longer than moi would have believed...because the turkey didn't leave quickly as the Kougar would have thought...no, Turkle hung out for close to an hour, leisurely and carefully moving about. Always close to the cover of a tree, Turkle checked the surroundings for any sign of a predator, then took a time of peacking, feeding on the ground and stripping off the dandelion seeds. Turkle also preened quite a bit. Let me meow, that long neck comes in handy when cleaning back and breast feathers, and the feathers beneath those large, large wings. Once, Turkle spread those wings, absolutely delighting moi.
It was the most amazing experience, Big Kitties. The Kougar hopes Turkle will return soon for eye-devouring only.
The shaman message? If there is one? Certainly, Turkle was an absolute gift to the Kougaress's soul. Thank you, Divine Bast.
Today was Siren author chat day on the Two Lips Review chat loop. What moi learns about her fellow authors ~ enough to scorch the whiskers off her scrunchy face! Meow-wow! One mew-sing below, Big Kitties.
To answer one of Tina's questions, my current release with Siren, All Shades of Blue Paradise, began as a semi-dream I had of the heroine, Lady Sheridan, as she sultry-walked to the meet with the hero, Baron Zaggry, her fiancee' from ten years past. I knew he was still in love with her and had never discovered why she ended their engagement. I also knew he intended to punish her with pleasure, given his dominant ruling nature.
Smooch to the wild turkey from the Kougar...

Tangerine Dreams and Marmalade Kisses

Hi, my Big Beautiful Cats, it's spin a cat by the tail day. Once again. Promo demands and opportunities out the ole' kitty wazoo. Meow-Yowl! Which ones work the best? Then, Roar and some time to snore! What about all the missed opportunities? Saturday is Siren Publishing chat day at Two Lips ~ twolipsrevies.com ~ And tomorrow! Ariana Dupre', Cerridwen Author, will be the Kougar's guest blogger on Title Magic.

Kitty time out! For a dandelion-sniffing moment. Although most of moi's yellow bright dandelions have become ephemeral white globes waving in the breezes and among the giant mounds of green grass, which will not know the discipline of a mower for quite some time. A feline smug smile of celebration. Mother Nature wins!

Tangerine Dreams? Whoopee! Great-purring actually, that's Tangerine Carnal Dreams, moi's sci fi stallion shifter novella contracted by Aspen Mountain Press. Tail-twitching happily, the Kougar's editor has been in contact. And! If all goes editing-well, there could be a July release date...*hope, hope*. Rolling-enthusiastically yay. Forget the celebratory caviar, where is the Kougar's champagne and marmalade kisses?

And the Kougar's wolfie shifter novella has been submitted, awaiting approval or non-approval. Prayers to Bast and the Great Wolfen Goddess.

And....shhhhh...big kitties, this is on the downlow until the names have been sorted out -- but Siren-BookStrand has just begun a blog for authors, which is wonderfully cool and where hep-hip-hop romance cats can learn all sorts of juicy meaty tidbits. Psssst...the Kougaress has already posted twice. An Author Intro and a Paranormal entry.

For a sumptuous taste of magic and mist and stone circles, swiftly race on over to Title Magic, where Evonne has brought us a most fabulous peek at the stone circles on her part of the planet, Wales and Great Britain. Mew-sings below:

What a fantastic blog, Evonne. I so wish I could visit those stone circles and those areas of Europe. They feel so compelling to me.
You should use your ending paragraph of the blog for your Stone Circle story. It's beautifully descriptive, IMHO.
Have you considered on one of your visits to the stone circles, doing a bit of daydreaming. I think your story would emerge from the mists.

Sticky marmalade kisses from the Kougar...