Category Love thy Galactic Enemy

One of the good guys? #mfrwhooks

In these snippets from my sci fi rom, Alien Contact for Kid Sisters, Quinn has led Marianne Harmon, the queen’s sister, deep into a tunnel — supposedly so she’ll be safe from violent rebels. An eleven-year-old girl, Elfy, travels with them. Quinn is a petty crook and conman masquerading as a Royal Guardian. Being around […]

Effing Feline doesn’t want to look back #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, don’t believe in this human nonsense of reviewing the year that is ending. You wouldn’t want to look behind either if the only tool you had to wipe your butt was your tongue. The view ain’t great. Christmas is over and so are the snippets from Alien Contact for a Christmas Nutcracker. […]

Effing Feline fears for his paws #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, am starting excerpts from a new book. Not because I want to (I don’t care one way or another about Ed’s books, though don’t tell him that) but because he already has another book coming out. One in September, now one in October? He’s going to wear my beautiful paws down to […]

Effing Feline just wants to sleep #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, want to sleep. And when I want to sleep, I sleep, know what I mean? After all, I’m a cat. But today I can’t sleep because I have a blog post due, hiss the $#^!* thing. So here it is, quick and dirty. Read silently, don’t even move your lips, because I’m going […]

Effing Feline congratulates Ed (yawn) #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, love birds. Preferably filleted and sauteed. Our dining nook has a wall of glass, making it easy for me to curl up and watch meals-on-wings flutter around the bird feeder. I watch them and daydream stories of a great tabby hunter. My stories are much better than Ed’s. More blood and gore! Nonetheless, […]

Effing Feline covfefes #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, am fwee! I am fwee of meddling Ed, who always reads my posts and criticizes and edits. I can, at last, be mice-elf! Why am I fwee? ‘Cuz some guy named Sir Jury, or maybe Arthur, has scooped out Ed’s shoulder an’ he is too loopy to proofread. Love thy Galactic Enemy […]

Effing Feline wants to watch #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, dislike television. At least the old-style sets had a warm space on top for a cat to curl up on. Flat-screen TVs, though?  A pox on them! And as for watching TV, I tried it once. I got myself all set to watch That Darn Cat. Ed told me that if the […]

Effing Feline tweaks his nemesis #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, haven’t poked fun at my nemesis, Twiggles the dog, for a long time. Every drought must end, however! I’m about to tell you Twiggles’s most humiliating secret — after this message from my sponsor. Love thy Galactic Enemy will be available September 9. The heroine, currently calling herself “Lou,” knocks out a […]

Effing Feline, bandersnatch hunter #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, learned today of a new creature I want to hunt. It’s called a frumious bandersnatch, though I’m not sure whether frumious is part of the creature’s name, or is an adjective as in “Genius Feline.” Either way, I’m gonna hunt it down then pounce and rip and tear and bite and glory […]

Effing Feline discusses beds #wewriwa

I, Effing Feline, don’t understand humans. A million things large and small evade even my vast feline understanding. For example, beds. In today’s commercial for Love thy Galactic Enemy, when a guy enters the heroine’s communal room in the middle of the night, she leaps at him from the top bunk and knocks him out. […]