I am hitting the jackpot lately with such pretty pussycats visiting my blog. What is your name, lovely lady, and your author’s name?
Greetings, Sneaky. I am Tica, the Empress and Mentor of all Stealth Cats. I hide in plain sight. I conceal myself in the windows and furniture that make up the jungle of my author’s world. Her name is Cyn Ley, and she understands that my wildness cannot be tamed.
What an adventuress. I admire that. What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.
I am ON her writing. It is my duty to encourage my author by sitting on her desk, purring in her ear, and dropping subtle hints by walking across her keyboard.
She is a bestselling short story writer, and has two anthologies currently out. The first, ENCOUNTERS TALES RECOUNTED AND REBORN is a combination of a reworking of stories and unchanged tales published between 2014-2016. It is a multi-genre collection, ranging from social satire to paranormal to human to heartwarming.
Her latest, THE OSSUARY PLAYGROUND AND OTHER UNEXPECTED TALES, was just released this June, and is focused on the paranormal. She and I both see ghosts.
She has had many a tale published in various Solstice anthologies as well.
I approve of Solstice Publishing—they like her tales too!
My author publishes with Solstice, too. All my Cobble Cove mysteries and many of her short stories are with them, so I approve, too, of claws.
Are you in a series? If so, please give information about it.
No. Cats defy physics as a matter of course, but that would be splitting myself up too much.
It is my purrsonal opinion that each cat is unique, like a snowflake.
Are you based on a real cat such as your author’s?
I AM a real cat! Just ask my author about when we cuddle and I leave guard hairs in her teeth.
Ick, Meow. TMI. Sorry. I must revise my interview questions for flesh and blood felines.
Can you share an excerpt from one of your author’s books?
I’m sharing one of my favorite excerpts from THE OSSUARY PLAYGROUND.
There are places in the world where the dead are just left to lie. There is no mourning, no ceremony or acknowledgement that people recline below the ground, covered by the marches of Time. There are only the eaters of carrion to clean up the remains. The leavings are nothing but chemicals leeching into the soil, being absorbed, converted, used. There is no mourning, but there is no waste either. So it is for bones.
In this case, the bones of a girl. A young lady, really, one who fell when the Blue and Gray swept across her parents’ farm and left a tide of blood to flood the land.
Her name is Millicent, and she is sixteen years old. She wears the flesh of a young woman in her own eyes.
She has memories of smoke that seemed to surround her on all sides. And so much noise. Explosions and shouts. Loud enough that her own screams joined the chorus before an unspeakable aguish struck her body and took her down.
She remembers rising, and being afraid. There was nothing but this field, looking out into an interminable haze. Everything had changed, and she wasn’t prepared for it.
What do you like most about your author’s books?
She’s fearless and hates clichés with the same degree of passion that I reserve for loving catnip.
Catnip is truly the elixir of us cats. I appreciate a fellow feline connoisseur.
Are you a talking cat?
Like all my kind, I sing. Bengals trill and mew, and when we’re feeling devious, we cackle.
That sounds quite interesting, but my author’s cat, a fellow Siamese, must take the award for vocalizing especially at 4 a.m.
What advice would you give cat characters?
Be true to your Catness!
Purrfect advice, Miss Tica.
Does your author have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.
My author is currently working on several projects, expected to be submitted later this year and early next year.
Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.
My author has a facebook page at http://www.facebook.com/groups/Cleyfiction
Her blog “Communicating” is at https://authorcjl.wordpress.com
And she’s on some birdy thing too. https://twitter.com/CynthiaLey2@cynthialey2
I am sending a photo of my Excellent Self that my author took. She is camera shy, and, while she lacks my stealth powers, manages to avoid what she calls “soul stealers” at every opportunity.
It’s been a pleasure chatting with you, Sneaky! Thank you.
My pleasure, Miss Tica, and best whiskers to you and your author. Have a mice day.