I, Effing Feline I, Twiggles the Dog, am writing this weex Weekend Writing Warriors post ‘cuz Effing’s in the dog house. He’s bin nasty about me the last 2 weex an I don’t deserve it. Im not as litterary as Effing — I don’t use litter at all — but Im a nicer person. Once […]

Last week I showed you the cover and blurb for my upcoming science fiction romance, Constellation XXI. Today you get the opening of the book. She didn’t do it. Couldn’t have. There was simply no way. Everything about it was impossible. Nonetheless, guilt slammed Captain Sienna Dukelsky as hard as if she’d rammed her beloved […]

I, Effing Feline, am shaky, nauseous, and I can’t sleep. Withdrawal symptoms — because Mr Valentine (aka Ed, my cruel, cruel pet human) has cut off my catnip allowance. The horrible jerk insists I apologize for posting that nasty picture of Twiggles the Dog last week. He wants me to admit that Twiggles is a cuddly […]

Happy belated New Year! I’m back after a hiatus for the holidays. All four of my children came home to Arizona for Christmas, even the ones in Toronto and Amsterdam. Great times! But now back to everyday life . . . sigh. (Nothing personal about that sigh.) Today’s hook isn’t a snippet, but rather a […]

I, Effing Feline, have found the perfect painting of Twiggles the Dog, my sometimes friend and always nemesis. For comparison purposes, at right is a photo of the dumb dog admiring one of the grandchildren. She looks sweet, right? Well, the camera lies! Below is the truth — a cat’s eye view of Twiggles the […]

I, Effing Feline, have been ripped off. Taken advantage of! Lied to! This is 2019 — a brand new year, or so they say. Yet my broken dew claw is still broken, just like last year. What the hissy growl is up with that?!? I’m supposed to be brand new and as fit as a […]

I, Effing Feline, look forward to leaving dusty old 2018. I’m allergic to dust and Mr Valentine, my pet human says dust makes me sneeze in the cutest little way. A majestic feline like me hates doing anything in a little way. But there’s another reason I look forward to the new year. Stay tuned […]

I, Effing Feline, love the extra laps that Christmas brings. Ed’s children have come home for Christmas from Toronto (2 of them) and Amsterdam, traveling over 10,000 miles one way just to let me sit on their laps. I heartily approved — and I’m a connoisseur of the very finest of human laps! Today is […]

What is this writer reading? The answer to that question is “Not nearly as much as I’d like to” because the holiday season gobbles up so much time. I’m not complaining, though, because Christmas is the one time that my whole clan gathers in Arizona. Beth and family live close by, but Chris and Brett […]

I, Effing Feline, am going to keep this holiday season simple — and the Simple Truth is that Christmas is for cats. Here’s proof: In Mr. Valentine’s recently released sci fi romance novel, Escapee, enemies have invaded the mining moon where Catt Sayer, a civilian pilot, makes her living flying supplies on a decrepit airship. A […]