Today is the last snippet from Love thy Galactic Enemy, — which is now live! I’m continuing with last week’s action scene, where we see Finn’s heroic side. Riding a grav sled while Minta, and a friend are returning from a clinic visit, a Finn is startled when a quartet of men attack. Up to […]

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 […]

Picture It – our old house Here’s an oldie — my mother holding our second-born son in front of our old house in B.C. That place was pretty much our dream home. Still would be, maybe, if it were 300 miles or so closer to civilization.

I’m continuing with snippets from Love thy Galactic Enemy, — which is now live! I’m skipping ahead to an action scene. Returning from a clinic visit, a quartet of men attack Minta and Finn — aiming for her because of her enemy roots. Up to now, Finn has been ill and passive. He’s sweet, sure, […]

The Savages Last week I teased you with a short piece from 1725 that was the soundtrack for an operation. This week I’m staying  in the same year, same country (France) for perhaps an even greater musical oddity: an interpretation of  Native Americans by 18th century civilization. In 1725, French settlers in Illinois sent Chief Agapit Chicagou of the Mitchigamea and […]

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, […]

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I’m continuing with snippets from Love thy Galactic Enemy, — which is now live! Yes, like Frankenstein’s monster, Love thy Galactic Enemy now stalks the e-readers of the world, spreading havoc (and a bit of romance) across the far reaches of the Milky Way Galaxy. All my hooks from this book have featured that beloved […]

Marin Marais I just had an operation on my shoulder. We tend to think of such things as modern, but not so! (Operations, not shoulders!) The French bassist and composer, Marin Marais, had an operation nearly 300 years ago, in 1725 — and he wrote music describing it. As a subject for a tune, that’s […]

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 […]