I keep meaning to start writing SEA earlier in the day so I don’t do this to myself. It gets late enough that I just can’t, or won’t, write that day. Tomorrow, first thing when I wake up, I’m writing. Enough of this dicking around.
On the other hand, I did get some decent work done on what will be the Sunday column for a while. I am proud to introduce the House of Cats. I don’t want to say too much about it, since I’m still working out the details and I don’t want to commit to anything prematurely. But I put together a working blurb:
At the House of Cats, those felines who are cursed to become humans when the moon enters Leo find a safe haven between two worlds. But the House has fallen into disrepair; the cat who should be leading them has run away. She dreams of being a chef, of living as a human all the time or at least six days a week. Meanwhile, a battle-scarred tom has stepped into the power vacuum left when the old queen died and the new queen disappeared. But he has been running too, using drugs to remain a cat always and cutting the denizens of the House off from the outside world. Can these two opposites band together and unite the cats to restore the House to its former glory? Or will a greedy developer and a bunch of nosy neighbors drive the cats from their home?
No cat mafia, I’m afraid. (Or will there be?) But it is a cat commune. The more I work out the details, the more I excited I get. I may spend the next ten months without sleep, however, to get it done.
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