Effing Feline confesses #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, have a confession to make, something I’ve never told anyone except a few thousand of my closest online fans. I come from a broken home. I never knew my father — he skipped out on my mother before I was born. He never even paid kitten-support. I think that explains why I sniff so much catnip, don’t you?

Those of you who have real fathers who taught you to cough up fur balls and eat mice, be thankful for him. Also be thankful if your father doesn’t look like this cool tom, who looks like something out of a Star Trek episode. What do you think his kittens look like?

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Photo: SPLITPICS UK

.Our heroine, beautiful Janet Davis, is approaching the quarantine  after bribing a supply boat driver to smuggle her onto the island. She arrives just in time to see Billy Seaweed leap off a cliff. In the final lines from last week, the boat driver said, “Please, lady, let me take you back. You don’t want to die like that crazy nut, eh?”

Janet trembled, yet strangely, the suicide calmed her. “I’ll die anyway; we all die.”

Words tumbled out of her. “This way, there’s at least a chance my death will be meaningful. Back in college I dreamed of being a writer, a great writer — or at least a published one. “But then I met Franklin, and I’ve always…”

She stroked her cheeks. “This face.” She ran her hands down to cup her breasts, not caring if she gave him ideas. “This body…”

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Swallowing hard, she lowered her hands. “I always settled for what they brought to my feet, like offerings . . . but they were always the easy things, the second-best things.”

Effing Feline here again. The cat in that picture I showed you is just as weird as someone like Janet Davis who chooses to get smuggled into a quarantine, don’t you think?

Read about the cat’s kittens here. And also, here’s a pic from the Star Trek episode I referred to:

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Be sure to visit the other great writers in Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

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The Saint of Quarantine Island

Maybe you’ve read about viruses that turn people into zombies. But how about a virus that turns people into madmen, some of whom become creative geniuses?

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The Saint of Quarantine Island escapes from its pre-sale quarantine on July 1, 2020. Until then, it’s available at a special reduced price. Don’t wait — the price will be rising as surely as Billy Seaweed’s mania.

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