Effing Feline has sweet dreams #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, had the most wonderful dream last night. I was on Ed’s lap when he watched a youtube video about the Adams River salmon run and now when close my eyes, I dream of endless salmon.

Doesn’t that look scrumptious? I’m in such a hurry to go back to sleep and dream that I’ll tell you only that last week’s clip from Ed’s WIP, The Seven Foot Cupid, ended with Ember Dayle discovering a round hole in the ground.


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Red=first ten lines
Green=additional lines which  you can skip

Someone had drilled a skylight in the ceiling of the cave underfoot — and there was no legitimate reason to create a new skylight unless they wanted to sneak in to steal things or just cause trouble..

As much as she hated the idea, this mystery absolutely must be investigated and fixed. Her job was to go gopher, trusting her rappel vest to slowly lower her to the floor of the cave. The thought of dangling at the end of the vest’s thin cables caused a shudder that nibbled at her composure. She wrapped her arms around her belly and bent at the waist. It took all her willpower not to turn and run.

The last time she’d used a rappel vest, it had failed, pitching her headfirst onto craggy basalt that had broken twenty-one bones, including her skull and a host of facial bones. Dad had assured her, after the fifth surgery, that her face looked even better than before. He wasn’t given to hyperbole, but she was his oldest child, so what else could he say?

Maybe she did look better. Her nose, for example, was shorter and daintier. But she was now a stranger to her own mirror. She’s taught herself to comb her hair without using a mirror, because this reconstructed face wasn’t the same, wasn’t her.

Effing Feline here again, and now I’m mad at Ed. He’s such a spoilsport. He told me that if I went to a salmon run, a grizzly bear would get me, because they’re drawn to the vision of endless salmon, just like me. And grizzlies can weight 600 pounds — I wouldn’t stand a chance.

So much for my nice, innocent dreams of killing salmon!

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The Seven Foot Cupid

Book One in the Passion Island Trilogy
A locked-in-together romance

Ember prides herself on handling anything her newly colonized planet can throw at her. After a head injury shakes her confidence, she’s determined to prove herself again. She gets her chance when she’s ordered to explore a mysterious new cave.

Tyler, an explorer from a rival town, is given the same task. Like Ember, he’d been in an accident – – but his entire team died, leaving him drowning in survivor’s guilt. When he meets Ember, he’s drawn not only to her beauty and toughness, but by how well she deals with her accident.

Booker, a naïve Apprentice Cupid for a secret organization, receives his first assignment: get Ember and Tyler together. His strategy: lock them in an abandoned cabin together so they get to know each other.

He doesn’t realize he’s locked them in with . . . something else. Something dangerous. Something no human has ever seen.

31 comments

  1. Author Jessica E. Subject · · Reply

    Yes, it would be weird to see a new face in the mirror. And I understand why she’d be reluctant to go into that hole. But sounds like she’s going anyway. Great snippet!

    1. It’s bad enough to see that new face, but even worse to realize the person inside the face can’t do what you were used to. And that is why she’d determined to go down the rabbit hole. Hey — do you think I should’ve name her Alice instead of Ember?

      1. Author Jessica E. Subject · ·

        Haha! I guess Alice would work, too. 😉 But I prefer Ember.

  2. The obvious answer, Effing, is to bribe the bear to work with you, rather than against you.
    And I don’t blame you… Salmon is one of my favorite foods, too!

  3. But what do you bribe the bear with? Salmon?

  4. I’d be nervous about rappelling, too.

    Only did it once. That was enough. I have bragging rights–without the broken bones. 😉

    Effing, what if grizzlies are drawn to endless salmon–with a side of cat? Yikes!

    1. You’re one up on me — I’ve never rappelled. I like to think that says more about my intelligence than my courage.

  5. OMG she’s been through a lot. No wonder she’s hesitant.

    1. The idea of a character having a wound is literal in this story.

  6. After an experience like that it will take a lot of courage to overcome those memories.

    1. And it’ll take most of the book, as well.

  7. Cathy Brockman · · Reply

    That was a bad fall to overcome. Not sure I could.

    1. She’s not at all sure, either.

  8. Wow, she has been through a lot. I would be a bit hesitant, too. It would be a weird to glance at yourself in the mirror and not recognize the person staring back. Enjoyed the snippet.

    1. It later comes out that other people can scarcely tell the different but she can.

  9. That would be very strange to be so different both inside and out. But maybe liberating?

    1. Once you get used to it perhaps. Until then, it’s just . . . disorienting.

  10. Wow, after an accident like the one she had, I’d never go rappeling again! She’s got guts…enjoyed the excerpt.

    1. I’m glad you think she has guts, as that’s the general idea.

  11. I may be large, but a grizzly bear still outclasses me. So I guess that Effin and I won’t be doing any salmon fishing.
    The description of the fall caused my heart to leap in my chest. My brother was always the daredevil in our family, doing things like rock climbing and hang gliding. Me, I’m a big chicken who prefers to remain on the ground.
    ~Cie from Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost~

    1. That grizzly kind of intimidated Effing, so I don’t think he’ll be salmon fishing, either. either.

  12. What it must be like not to recognize yourself? Great concept.

    1. Would old boyfriends recognize her, do you think?

  13. How weird to have a different face. And I’ve scratched rappelling off my to-do list.
    Tweeted.

    1. I don’t blame you, Daryl.

  14. Elaine Cantrell · · Reply

    I understand why she feels that way. I’d rather have my real face too.

    1. That says something about how well you like yourself, I’d say.

  15. Would also be discouraging to be told that you look better than before. Self-conscience about the accident but added upon what people thought about you before added upon that.

    And Effing, better that the bear munching on the salmon than them having a cat snack.

    1. If the grizzly swallowed Effing whole, do you think he’d find a way to have a salmon snack?

  16. As much as we often look in the mirror and find faults, I think it would be difficult for many of us to look in the mirror and actually see a different face than the one we’ve had all our lives. And her difficulty with the going into the gave is more than justified. She’s got more guts than I do.

    1. More than me, too.

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