A Birthday, a Snippet, and a Sale!

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Hey everybody, today is my birthday! Tonight I get to eat a birthday cheesecake with my family and on Saturday I’m going to visit the local cat cafe, Mauhaus. I supported this cafe run by a local shelter in their Kickstarter and am so happy to finally get to go there. And of course I’ll share pictures here of the kitties next week.

In the meantime here’s a sneak peak …

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But wait, there’s more! Yesterday marked a huge accomplishment for me – drum roll please! – I finished the first draft of P.A.W.S. 4 and even gave it a name. So this is a title reveal P.A.W.S. 4 will be called Londinium.

Want to read a snippet? Of course you do!

“The pea soup has spoken,” said Caradog. “You are destined for Londinium.”

“Londinium?” asked Miri.

“It was the ancient city from which London sprang. The P.A.W.S. Institute of Londinium is the oldest in the world. It started before the city of today existed and straddles the old and the new. Unfortunately today it is run by a fool.”

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And one more thing – want to help me celebrate my birthday then pick up a copy of P.A.W.S. – it’s on sale today for just 99 cents or 99p!

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Rescue Me: Purrfect Companions

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It’s Release Day for Rescue Me – Purrfect Companions. A charity anthology in which I’m privileged to have a story.

My story “Cecilia’s Tale” talks about how my kitty found me in Israel. Cecilia then shared the next 16 years of my life with me and eventually came to America. She passed over the Rainbow Bridge a few years ago, but is still very much in my thoughts.

Pick up a copy of Rescue Me: Purrfect Companions today!

On Kindle or Paperback.

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Soft Kitty, Black Kitty, Meow, Meow, Meow!

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It’s Black Cat Appreciation Day and I’ve always really appreciated black kitties. Growing up in London my mum always said  black cats were lucky especially if they crossed your path, so when a pretty black kitty, all black with one white whisker, came to live with us, I guessed we were now the luckiest folk on the street.

We called her Snowy for that one white whisker and she was truly the sweetest cat. I spend many hours with her curled up on my lap not wanting to move as I didn’t want to disturb my purring furball.

When I created Miri’s cat form in P.A.W.S. I used Snowy as my model. So Miri when she’s feline is all black with one white whisker.

Give black cats a little love today (and everyday!) and if you share your life with a black kitty I’d love to see a picture in the comments.

 

Oh and Miri’s story, P.A.W.S. is on sale this week for just 99 cents/99p on Kindle.

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Remembering Cici

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Today is Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day. A day when we remember our beloved pets who have crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.

I met Cici first in the autumn of 1991. I was living in Jerusalem at the time in a tiny one room flat on Geva Street in Nachlaot. I had friends over for the weekend and as there was little room in my flat and we spent much of the night in the courtyard. A small sandy and white cat wanted to be our friend, and was rather persistent about it. I found it a tub of cottage cheese and it hungrily gobbled it up. I’d always loved cats, but at that time did not have one of my own. Still there were plenty of street cats in Jerusalem. Some (like my little visitor) were friendly and begged for scraps.

The next Cici came back. I called her Cici because she responded to the si-si-si sound. But Cici had to stand for something, right. I assumed because of her coloring she was a boy – so Cici became Cecil. Later when I discovered she was a girl, Cecil became Cecilia!

She was the inspiration behind my story, Cecilia’s Tale (published in the anthology, Flash it!), and the character of Cici in Vodka and Watermelons (Fauxpocalypse, Will There Be Watermelons on Mars?) And is now making an appearance in book 3 of P.A.W.S. (Maze of Shadows – coming out sometime in 2016).

When I moved to the States, Cici came with me and lived in North Carolina, New York and finally St. Louis. In her later years she slowed down until finally sixteen years after she first visited my courtyard in Nachlaot, she passed over the Rainbow Bridge.

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