Effing Feline shivers #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, am freezing my tail fur off. It’s winter here, and it’s a week late. Usually our one week of winter here in Arizona comes between Christmas and New Year’s Day — but here it is, January 3, and the tips of my fur still needs a blanket. It must be fifty degrees out there. Ridiculous!

I continue to tear apart — or as Ed calls it, take snippets from — book 2 of Ed’s Passion Island Trilogy. You’ve met Booker, who is an Apprentice Cupid for a secret eugenics organization. In the middle of the night, he flies Aidan Forester to the remote island where his childhood girlfriend, Pandora, has worked for six years.

In his snippet, Aidan asks Booker why he’s doing this.

Two weeks before Booker Markevious summoned Aidan to a midnight flight, Booker had answered an urgent summons from Mentor.

Mentor’s office—and his, for that matter—were in the secret Padmavati Project headquarters on Flanders Isle, eighty-four miles offshore from the mainland, as Passion Island was called. Passion, this world’s largest landmass, was a rough circle eight hundred miles in diameter.

Even with his long legs, the walk from his office in the Project’s Cupid Wing to hers in the Admin Tunnel took twenty-five minutes. The route was so convoluted and isolated he’d needed a map to find it. But then, everything about Mentor was strange.

So strange that Booker fidgeted in front of her door for a few minutes. There was no name on it. If you didn’t already know who sat behind the massive door, you had no right even to knock.

. . . and 3 more for good luck

In a way, he didn’t know who sat behind the door—didn’t know her name, that was—but he nonetheless had every right to knock. She was his Mentor, assigned to train him in the fine art of bringing lovers together. In other words, to officially become—

A Cupid.

Effing Feline here again. Do you have any idea how desperate I am to stay warm? I’ll tell you . . . but only if you promise not to tell anyone else. So, promise?

I was . . . I was so darned cold that I . . . I cuddled with the dog to get warm. Remember, don’t tell anyone!

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

Pandora Uncaged

Pandora Dayle is her family’s black sheep. She’s rebuilt her battered self-respect by working at an isolated facility for saving animals, but her redemption feels as fragile as a dream. She’ll be okay, though, if nothing traumatic happens.

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 tell him to impregnate Pandora.

What could possibly go wrong?

36 comments

  1. Cute premise! I guess he does have the right to knock…maybe. 🙂

    Poor Effing, toughing it out in that frigid weather! I guess someone has to live there–where it gets downright cold. lol

    1. It gets worse. Poor Effing gets absolutely no sympathy from his Canadian cousins

  2. Diane Burton · · Reply

    Ooh, this sounds intriguing. Poor Effing. Cuddling with the dog? He must be desperate. Now, if he wants to appreciate winter in AZ, he should come to MI. We’ll show him cold.LOL

    1. Your lack of sympathy is pretty much the same reaction Effing gets from his cousins in Alberta.

  3. The premise sounds delightful!!! Love the picture of your fur babies. I’m a cat lady in training, so I get the gist of feline lurving.

    1. First rule of cat ladying: if you run out of fingers and toes to count them, NO MORE CATS!

  4. The convoluted walk to the mentor’s office that took 25 minutes certainly gives him time to think. Interesting.

    1. In the denouement of book three, which I’m currently writing, we finding learn the secrets underlying Mentor’s past. I’m having a hard time keeping her from taking over the book.

  5. Intriguing – he needed a map to locate the office he was going to. And love the right to knock or not knock bit,

    Poor Effing. I suggest if he wants to feel warmer he should check out the temp in Yellowknife, Northwest Territories.

    tweeted.

    1. All poor Effing wants is a little sympathy. Does he get it, though? No.

  6. Poor Effing – having to snuggle with the dog!
    And you’ve chosen an unusual cupid.

    1. I tried to come up with a believable foundation for Cupids. Don’t know if I succeeded, of course.

  7. I really want to know more about the mentor. She sounds intriguing.

    1. She started out as a minor actor but muscled her way into a larger (though still secondary) role.

  8. Secret eugenics organization sounds a lot more sinister than a bunch of lovable cupids. Now I’m really wondering about their motives.

    Hang in their, Effing. With global warming, it will be 90 degrees again before you know it.

    1. Yeah. Palm trees in the arctic.

  9. I love this story’s premise. That long, convoluted walk to the office seems like a foretaste of how difficult the mission may be.

    1. Improving things is always difficult.

  10. nancygideon · · Reply

    Happiness is a warm pet, especially in the frozen tundra of Michigan (it is pretty, though)!

    Love this set up, Ed. Pulled me right in and now, I must have more to read!

    1. Glad to hear it, Nancy.

  11. Author Jessica E. Subject · · Reply

    Effing cuddled with a dog? I can’t believe that! LOL

    I’m anxious to read more about this cupid-in-training!

    1. He’s rather a bumbling sort of cupid

  12. Cathy Brockman · · Reply

    Lol intriguing snippet. Effing needs to come visit me. It’s bouncing between the thirties and low fifties so the fifties is warm lol. However I have lots of throws to cuddle in and four more cats.
    Happy New Year!

    1. Effing would probably want to know if you have radiators or forced-air heating. He only likes radiators.

  13. Hey Ed, I guess you got a clean bill of health or we would be hearing about it. Great to know the beginnings of your characters and their struggles.

    1. Yes, my Covid test was negative. Thanks for asking!

  14. Hey Effing, my cats like to curl up on my pillow while I’m sleeping. I think it makes them feel like they’re more important than me, plus it keeps all of us warm. You should try it. I’m sure Ed would love it.

    1. On my pillow? Not so sure about that much togetherness.

  15. It’s all mysterious and cool and leaves me wanting to know much more! Great snippet…

    1. Glad to hear it, Veronica.

  16. Elaine Cantrell · · Reply

    The story’s premise is good. Now I want to know more.

    1. Glad you like the premise, Elaine.

  17. I can’t wait to see what Mentor is like. It’s got to be cold if Effing allows the dog to cuddle with him. 🙂

    1. The thing is, Effing’s an Arizona cat born and bred. Thus he lacks the climate resilience of the Canadian side of our multinational family.

  18. I wonder if Mentor lives up to all the hype–at least in Booker’s mind. Effing, better be glad it’s only 50 degrees there so you only need one dog. Some places get so cold can be a 3 Dog Night! 🙂 (Sorry, Ed, I had to go there. LOL)

    1. Uh . . . Jenna, you might want to quote that band’s original name, from before they changed it. Namely, Three Feline Night.

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