Butterfly Cauldron

It has come to my attention that there are OTHER cats on the interwebs! Rain told me it was true and my sister would never ever lie to me. Unless food were involved. Rain saided Mommy was fond of looking at some cat called Zuzu. This makes me sad. Look at me. Am I not the cutest boy cat ever? Am I not cuter than some silly smush faced Zuzu? I thought so too.



I loves my Mommy sooo much. And I know she loves me too, because I am her onlyest boy cat. I has to live with lots and lots of girl cats, but is ok because I am the king. See my face? I even has a ruff like a lion! But I'm much, much prettier. I snuggle with my Mommy when she is sad cause Mommy Emmy had to go back to some place Mommy calls 'stupid, stupid Austrailia'. I not like this Awstrayla. I think I'll get Rain to hunt it down and bit it's neck. I loves my Mommy sooo much that I suck on her shirt and kneed little biscuits in her neck and she just snuggles me and says "Oh, River. You silly silly boy." I loves Mommy soooo much that me and Rain put on the Cat Show every day to make her smile, running all over the house and jumping on stuff and attacking poor poor Molly.

Aren't I a good, sweet pretty boy?

Labels: cats, River

So, today I ventured out into The World on a weekend. Shocking.

I left my house because I was going to kill kittens if I didn't. They're nuts. They were running around like crazy things, knocking shit over. Well...they broke a vase that I had made all by myself! It was painted and pretty and I loved it and they destroyed it. So, I picked up the pieces, whipped some children and packed up the computer and left before I killed them.

So, I'm currently at one of many CC's Coffee Houses taking advantage of the Not My House location and the free internet to work on my novel.

At the moment, I'm calling it All The Damned Vampires. It's a working title, since I have NO idea what to really name it and well...there are lots of Vampires in it, so. Plus, Lost Boys reference. Go 80's childhood!

I have nine chapters done (first drafts only, of course) but I only have 20,353 words! That's not even half a NaNo Novel! I've been working on this thing off and one for YEARS and that's all I've got?? I'm stunned. I could have sworn I had much, much more done :( My chapters are only averaging about 2,261 words each which comes out to about 7 or 8 pages. Not so bad, really, but....I have to keep reminding myself THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT. The important thing on this go through to do is get the story down on paper. Once the story is down, I can recruit myself some readers to give it a look-see and tell me where they think things need to be stregthened. (I, of course, reserve the right to ignore them completely. But it does help.)

And, OK. I write strangely. Like, right now, I've got the ending done. I'm taken down my Big Bad, reclaimed my Blonde Vampire's soul and done a little wrap-up chapter suggesting what's gonna happen in the next book. Go me. I've also got the introduction done. Introduced my heroine, outlined a bit of her powers, given some of her backstory, had her get in her first fight. Go Me. Got a very moving scene with her at her best friend's grave. Got the piece's major sex scene done (and ya know, THAT chapter is almost 5,000 words. I do good smut.) Which leaves me with. . .the entire middle of the novel to write. So, ya know. It's not like I don't have room or ideas for more :) I'm just....I thought I'd gotten much much more done. *pout* Oh well.

I mean, I've already written the Bad Guy Take Down...and haven't even introduced her yet! See? Weird. So.

What I need to do now is make a list of all the big scenes that need to get written. I need to have some roadmap of what needs to be done to get this thing to where it needs to be. And getting out of the house really helps me. I can focus better. No kittens to distract me. No phone to ring. No television to distract me. Good good.

I'm thinking of putting out a request on the Baton Rouge LJ community for any other writers who want to form a Meet Weekly to Write Club. Hrm.....

Also, I need to do a personal essay thing for this Call for Papers I found. Busy busy busy.

Labels: cats, writing

Hello peoples. Mommy is gooooone today and we're loooooonely. She plays with this boxy thing all da time, so we play with it too.

Mommy forget to show peoples pretty pictures of us. (She not bad Mommy, but have cheesy-hole memory.) So, we post our pretty pictures for you peoples.



I yam Rain. See how pretty? See why I want Mommy to show every people my picture? Some ting is wrong with her picture-taker, makes me all red-like, but can see how pretty I yam. I saved Mommy from the evil potato-monster-thingy. It rolled out of da bag and tried to get Mommy!!! But I pounced and saved her. Mommy gave me pets and kisses, so I know I good kitten.

Dis is my big, dumb brother River. He lazy!!



He be twice my size, but he be sleeeeep sleeeep sleeeeep all da time. So, I pounce and swat and make him chase. Is good to have big, dumb brother. I make China bite him, not me! (I smart kitten, I yam.) River like trashcans. (I tink he not so good in head. But he cute, so. . .) He jump in trashcan, pull out trash and shakeshakeshake head and get trash over Mommy house. But, Mommy laugh so cant be too bad.

But Mommy not here now. So now China play with us. China not play with us when Mommy here. Have reputation or something. I tink China silly, so I crawl over her and pounce. But ONLY when Mommy here to protect me! (I smart kitten, I yam.) China not know what to do, so look funny and merp-noise at me. (I loves China, but she silly. Will pounce when Mommy come home.)

Now I go eat tuna in kitchen. Mommy love me so much, she give tuna before she go see Kady-baby-niece-thing. (But I have to share with big dumb brother and China. Merp.) I make Mommy post more pretty pictures of Rainkitty when she come back. Promisepromise.

Labels: cats, fun

China heard a vicious rumor that I was saying she does nothing adorable for the camera. After applying her claws liberally to my poor, bare skin, she deigned to pose for me. And so, behold the Bitch Queen of Everything:


Gaze upon me, mere humans, and whimper with jealousy that you are not as glorious as I.


Puny human. How dare you assume I would be amused by your feathers!


Come, feather, let me bite you. Hmm. You taste like lizard.


These feathers, they amuse me.

Labels: cats, China, fun

This is China. She owns me. She's ten years old and very, very cranky. Right now, she's sitting at my feet, waiting for me to quit this silly typing and sit on the couch so I can pet her like she so richly deserves. And I will, because if I don't, she'll eat me.

A few days ago, I was coming home from work and this gorgeous gray cat comes up to me. So, I petted him for a bit (since I know he belongs to my neighbors) and then opened the door to go inside. China, as always, was waiting for me by the door. Usually, when the Evil Bitch Queen of the Universe sees another cat, she runs away. Not this time. No. This time, she bowed up, flattened her ears and RAN out of the house to attack the other cat. Swatswatswat! Growl! Hiss! Get away from my humanslave!! Then, realizing that she'd accidently gone outside (the horror!) she turned around and ran back into the house.

This is who I share my life with. Help me. Please.

Labels: cats

Cat blogging in the middle of the week -- because I'm a rebel.
This beautious figure of a cat is Frank. He lives in my house, sleeps in my bed and generally runs my life. All hail the Frankencat. He's also fond of licking my nose in the middle of the night.

Frank does not understand when His Human gets overwrought about the state of the world or when her migraines keep her up nights, sobbing and cursing the gods. (Every.Last.One.Of.Them.) For The Frank, life is good so long as he gets feed, gets to run around in the yard while the Human is at work and he gets to beat up his sister, China. I am insanely jealous of Frank and his life. If the universe is fair, next time around I will be a cat as pampered and adored as Frank.

Labels: cats, fun