Tag Archives: The Trial of Tompa Lee

Effing Feline pees on that #8sunday

I, Effing Feline, am livid with rage! I’ve discovered that some jerk has stolen MY money. Last week I showed you one of my greatest poems. You have to admit, it would’ve made a great book. But what did I learn? Some jerk has stolen my greatness and made a litter box full of money […]

Not going to have sex with you #mfrwhooks

Here’s another hook from my now-finished WIP, tentatively titled Audra Fleeing, Audra Finding. The title confused some people (including Lisabet, who’s opinion I cherish) because I haven’t shown you Audra yet. Instead I’ve been giving selections from the book’s other main thread. Therefore I’ve decided to confuse you by switching to Audra’s thread. This is […]

Effing Feline trembles in the face of time

I, Effing Feline, saw some pictures today of a previous family cat, Willie. He was a handsome black and white feline, large, disdainful, and masculine (though ‘fixed’). Yet I find the pics profoundly disturbing.  There was a cat before me? There will be cats after me? My mind rebels against the utter absurdity of time and […]

Effing Feline sleeps

I, Effing Feline, enjoyed a vacation this week. No typing. No fighting with my editors. You see, Ed was in hospital for five days, and without my hard taskmaster, I did what cats do best. I slept. Today, another selection from The Trial of Tompa Lee. Navy policeman Dante Roussel has turned Tompa Lee over […]

Effing Feline makes amends

I, Effing Feline, want to make amends. Last week I told you how Mrs V got mad at me for tearing up a cushion. I’ve wracked my brain, trying to think what I can do to make it up to her. If I had enough money, I could buy her flowers, but I don’t. All my […]

SFR Brigade Showcase for April

Welcome to the Science Fiction Romance Brigade’s showcase. Once a month, the brigade’s authors highlight snippets from new work, WIPs, cover reveals or other fun things. But let me start at the beginning. Most stories begin with a grain of sand. Not literal sand. Mental sand. When a rough grain of sand gets caught in […]

Effing Feline bestows forgiveness

I, Effing Feline, returned from Toronto and began my search for a mouse — any mouse, just one little mouse so I could earn the glorious title of Good Mouser. In case you’ve forgotten, this was my plan: Scatter the cheese all over the house.  You know, for bait. Rip apart the couch cushions to see […]

Effing Feline dodges furballs

I, Effing Feline, had to put my search for mice, begun last week, on ice. Literally. You see, Mr V flew me to Toronto to visit son #3, aka Brett. Did you know that dandruff can fall from the sky? So much dandruff, in fact, that Ed had to shovel it off the sidewalk. This raises […]

Effing Feline searches for mice

I, Effing Feline, really loved last week’s practice for catching mice. I’m ready for the real thing; all I have to do is find a mouse. Here’s my plan: Swipe a bag of shredded cheddar from the fridge and scatter the cheese all over the house.  You know, for bait. Rip apart all the couch cushions to […]

Effing Feline practices catching mice

I, Effing Feline, got some Stern but useful advice from one of you last week. When I complained about have no mice to catch, Caitlin said: “There’s always toy mice, Effing. Good practice!” But when I crawled under the love seat to retrieve my catnip mouse, I discovered Ed the Pet Human was right: I need […]