Effing Feline loves life #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, love my life. I know I complain a lot, but hey, that’s my hobby. I love being world famous as the World’s Most Litterary Cat(c). And I LOVE Thanksgiving dinner!

What do you feed your cat on holidays?

I’m continuing with snippets from Book 2 in Ed’s upcoming SFR trilogy, Pandora Uncaged. In last week’s snippet, we met Pandora Dayle, who likes to walk around the Colonial Wildlife Containment Center at night. Here we learn where she’s going.

Her destination was whatever cage was empty. Nowadays there were lots of them, because this facility on a tiny island within swimming distance of the wild, uninhabited South Ocean coast was slowly dying. No one cared about the health and welfare of creatures native to this world. No one but her.

Or so it seemed.

Under Chang He’s rays, the cages were invisible, because their walls were made of transparent, sound-permeable glasteel. Except for smells that humans had no words to describe, a cage felt perfect. She could lie inside with fingers laced behind her head, staring up as wind or rain or anything tried to get at her, only to fail and leave her dry and safe. Untouched. Yes, the cages were things of beauty despite being nearly invisible.

Actually, they were beautiful because they were invisible, yet people agreed they existed. People said, or at least thought — she could see the thoughts behind their eyes — that the invisible cages that hemmed her in existed only in her mind, which was as wary as that of any animal.

Those people were wrong.

Or so it seemed.

Color key Red = first ten lines, Green = extra lines, which you can skip if you’re bored or need a catnap.

Effing Feline here again. If you’re interested in beta reading this book, click here to send Ed an e-mail. I get a morsel of turkey for each e-mail, so send him two messages. Or ten!

And be sure to visit the other great writers in Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

Pandora Uncaged

Pandora Dayle is her family’s disgraced black sheep. She’s rebuilt her battered self-respect by working at an isolated facility for saving animals, but even after six years, her redemption feels as fragile as smoke. She’ll be okay, though, if nothing derails her.

But when the best friend from her innocent childhood arrives, her insecurities mushroom.

Aidan used to be Pandora’s best friend. As an adult, he’s been a policeman and now a Search and Rescue leader. He adored innocent young Pandora so much he judges every woman by her idealized memory . . . and finds them wanting.

But when he rediscovers the real thing, she’s not at all what he expected.

Booker, a naïve Apprentice Cupid for a secret organization, receives his second assignment — get Pandora and Aidan to mate. It should be easy, because they were best friends fifteen years ago. His strategy: Fly Aidan to her island and order him to impregnate her.

What could possibly go wrong?



  1. Author Jessica E. Subject · · Reply

    That last sentence definitely gives a sense of mystery, like you’re about to reveal another piece of the puzzle that is Pandora.

    1. I’m pleased you find her a puzzle.

  2. I am very intrigued, Ed!

    1. Excellent, Lisabeth!

  3. I like the description of the cages. It seems like she must feel safe inside them. Kind of intriguing,

    Effing, I’m so glad you enjoy life!

    1. She feels safe, but inside a cage she’s not taking part in life.

  4. Am I the only one confused? LOL. So she likes these cages which may or may not only exist in her head?

    1. I don’t usually engage in such things, but’s really the opening’s really a metaphor for the whole novel. I wonder if the tentative title, Pandora Uncaged, might be too much ‘on the head’, if you know what I mean.

  5. Definitely piqued my interest. And I get the feeling you’re talking about cages on multiple levels here, the physical ones and some mental barriers?

    1. You got it. Some cages are metaphorical things that trap a person and keep them from reaching their potential.

  6. Somewhat confusing today. As if she’s mixing her metaphors and her reality. I thought the prose flowed nicely in the snippet (even if wasn’t sure where it was going LOL).

    1. Sorry you’re confused, Veronica. Now I have to decide if the confusion is worth it.

  7. It actually sounds very pleasant being able to look out and watch the elements but be untouched by them. I enjoyed this scene.
    ~Cie from Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost~

    1. Some people like the idea of the cages, others don’t, it seems.

  8. Invisible cages that feel safe–what a great metaphor! But I’m nervous she might get trapped, whether they exist or not.

    1. At this point in her life, cages do indeed have her trapped. What can get her out?

  9. Beautiful metaphors here between the cages of the animals and the cages of the mind. Love it!! Great job, Ed.

    1. Some people get confused, others love them. Metaphors are tricky.

  10. I was wondering if she’s invisible once she goes into the cage. That would indeed be a paradise.

    Don’t eat too much turkey, Effing! You’ll sleep for a week, like I’m doing after eating so much. 🙂

    Great snippet, Ed!

    1. Not unfortunately, she’s not.

  11. Intriguing cage imagery. Invisible cages are an interesting concept in the world and metaphor for life, I imagine. Effing cat looks like he stole the whole turkey.

    1. As it develops in the chapter, the cage she’s mucking out is spectacularly stinky. I’m sure that’ a metaphor for something.

  12. Great imagery of the cages. I’m intrigued to know more.

    1. Want to know more? Tune in same time same station next week.

  13. Pandora is an intriguing character. I’m very interested to learn more about her.

    1. I’m pretty pleased with the depth of her character.

  14. I found this an intriguing snippet.

    1. Thanks for stopping by!

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