I, Effing Feline, am on vacation. Humans usually mispronounce that word: it should be vay-CAT-yon. I’m visiting my cousin Lee, whom you probably know is a lion. Though he’s terrifying to behold, he’s mellowed lately because of his new girlfriend. He’s just a big ol’ puddytat these days, purring all the time. Check out the photo of the happy couple after the snippet.
New book today!
Alien Contact for Runaway Moms is now live, so if you haven’t already got it, get it. (Yes, that’s an order straight from the cat’s mouth.) But now, I’m highlighting a book that Ed recently got the rights back to, and will be re-releasing in early October with improvements: The Guardian Angel of Farflung Station.
Unlike the near-future Alien Contact for Idiots series, this one is a space opera set in the far future — in other words, more what people raised on Star Wars think science fiction should be. It is perhaps Ed’s favorite book, with his all-time favorite heroine. Every time he edited it to the end, shivers rippled down his spine, and that does not usually happen when he reads his own stuff.
The book opens in the hero’s point of view:
Despite the sour economy, Farflung Space Station’s corridors filled up during the evening shift-change. Fleet-footed workers going off-shift jostled slower workers going on-shift.
But folks edged warily around Duke Dukelsky. Not a single person dared bump him.
In a way, he wished they would. He’d rather be treated as a regular guy than a wobble-gobble programmed to explode if touched, but he was the new head cop, not a regular guy. Station folk considered him . . . different.
And maybe they were right. Without warning, his police instincts flared to red alert. That girl dodging through the crowd, the scrawny young one, was up to something. No one but him seemed to notice her, though, so yeah, he was different.
Effing Feline here again. I promised you a picture of Lee with his girlfriend, but I realize now I shouldn’t have. She’s nude. You humans are rightfully repelled by nudity — and I agree, you’re pretty ugly without fur — so I skillfully PhotoShopped a bra on her.