I, Fart-Fueled Flying Feline (Effing for short) feel fat. For a mere human, ‘fat’ might be a bad feeling, but for superior beings like cats, it is satisfying, delightful, and wonderful–almost a religious experience.
I’m feeling fat because Mr. V (Ed Hoornaert) is so happy about signing a book contract for a new science fiction romance that he’s feeding me extra. May you sell lots of books, Mr. V!
Here’s selection from the new book, Escapee, which is scheduled to be released early next year. It’s a sequel to The Guardian Angel of Farflung Station, in that it features the brother of Angel’s hero.
In these eight sentences, our heroine, a supply ship captain named Catteroon Sayer (Catt for short–love that name) is about to rescue the hero, who is the lone survivor of an enemy attack on Castle Mountain fortress.
Never before had Catt gotten to Castle Mountain ahead of schedule. Of course, never before had her last stop, Rundle City, been reduced to bloody rubble.
For the last two hundred miles, she’d hidden under the cloud cover, taking advantage of rare calm weather. Now she fought the unresponsive command box to lift Escapee into the clear upper air. When they were free of the clouds, she hesitated before issuing her next command, afraid of what she might see.
“Amplify Castle Mountain.”
“Amplifying Castle Mountain visual,” Lance responded.
Seconds later, after the viewscreen flickered to life, she stared at devastation. She swallowed hard, hoping her lunch would stay down.
Not only is the heroine named Catt, but the book features a kitten, too. I’m gonna love this story!
Be sure to visit the other writers who’ve posted snippets for eight sentence Sunday. Maybe some of them will write about cats, too. If they do, leave me a comment to let me know, eh?