Edie and Princess
Hangin' on and lettin' go.44 total reviews
Comment from wordsfromsue
What's up with making me want to cry on a Monday morning? This is a particularly good story, Lee. I love the cats, your great catch on their behaviors, and that Sherwood does it all for Edie.
I have two cats. A third one spends the night lately because of the cold. His owners aren't super conscientious. He's white with a Hitler moustache and Beatles bunch of fringe bangs black fur. My son calls him Omar. My husband says Omar Sharif. I sing Omar the Tent Maker.
The things we do for cats.
Really liked your story and Yellow Man. :-)
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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What's up with making me want to cry on a Monday morning? This is a particularly good story, Lee. I love the cats, your great catch on their behaviors, and that Sherwood does it all for Edie.
I have two cats. A third one spends the night lately because of the cold. His owners aren't super conscientious. He's white with a Hitler moustache and Beatles bunch of fringe bangs black fur. My son calls him Omar. My husband says Omar Sharif. I sing Omar the Tent Maker.
The things we do for cats.
Really liked your story and Yellow Man. :-)
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Ah, Sue, you too? I have to admit I was cat-predjudiced by my father until I discovered girls. Girls dig cats who dig cats!
Hell, think of all I'd been able to score if I had horses!
Kidding.
I really do like cats, but I needed a woman to teach me. Now, the neighborhood cats all call me 'Uncle', but then the neighborhood squirells do too. I'm a soft touch. Omar can get a free nosh at my door any time.
Thank you, Sue.
Peace, Lee
Comment from Cumbrianlass
Oh, Lee. This is fabulous. How utterly original. I've got goose-bumps from the beauty of it. And if I'm honest, tears in my eyes. I wish I was allowed to give you a six. Even that wouldn't be enough.
I was, at first, going to make a joke about double oh and pussy galore.
But I can't. This story is far too nice for any kind of joking around.
Magic, it is. Just magic.
I'll make the pussy galore joke another time.
You must be getting a bad back from taking all those bows.
Happy Belated Valentine's Day, Lee. This was purrfect.
Av
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reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Oh, Lee. This is fabulous. How utterly original. I've got goose-bumps from the beauty of it. And if I'm honest, tears in my eyes. I wish I was allowed to give you a six. Even that wouldn't be enough.
I was, at first, going to make a joke about double oh and pussy galore.
But I can't. This story is far too nice for any kind of joking around.
Magic, it is. Just magic.
I'll make the pussy galore joke another time.
You must be getting a bad back from taking all those bows.
Happy Belated Valentine's Day, Lee. This was purrfect.
Av
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Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Av, we think pretty much the same. I had all kinds jokes lined up, but I couldn't use them--a real love story broke out. Who knew I could write a love story?
Thank you, Ms Galore, but I'm not taking any bows yet.
I suspect you are about to gobsmack me with a Valentine's Day entry of your own. Oh, don't bother to deny it, Galore.
I already have it on my GPSGYNOB. By the way, the 'there' in paragraph three should be 'their'. Ha ha ha ha ha.
Oh, thank you.
Peace, Lee
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You wrote a sweet love story.
Yes, I did put my name in for this contest, but I don't think I'm gonna make the deadline. At least, I doubt it. I had/have an idea for a story, but have yet to put pen to paper on it. I'm busy editing my book, and working on some itty bitty freelance articles that have deadlines looming, and I HAVE to make those deadlines or I'm in deep caca.
I know what a GPS is. What's a GYNOB? Their? There? Did I miss summat?
Ms NotasmuchasIusedtohave signing off.
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Relax, Av. I'm just so used to competing with you on these things.
and forgive me, I was trying to combine GPS with OB-GYN. Lordy, I screwed that one up.
Forget the rest, you have more important things on your mind. L
Comment from Tomoso
Nice one,Lee.
This was a super story. I loved your character driven tale of a cranky bloke with a soft centre, a sexy, lady ghost and a couple of cats. You have a unique way of fitting it all together to keep readers riveted. "Bless her bounteous bottom"loved it. And he kept Edie sweet FOR SHER,well he knew where his bread was buttered,for sure.
Thanks for great read
Tom
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Nice one,Lee.
This was a super story. I loved your character driven tale of a cranky bloke with a soft centre, a sexy, lady ghost and a couple of cats. You have a unique way of fitting it all together to keep readers riveted. "Bless her bounteous bottom"loved it. And he kept Edie sweet FOR SHER,well he knew where his bread was buttered,for sure.
Thanks for great read
Tom
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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that's funny, Tom, I almost wrote a line about Sherwood knowing 'where his bread was buttered' for Sher.
I'm delighted you enjoyed the story.
Peace, Lee
Comment from BethShelby
Cool story. It is the most original and unique Valentine story I've ever read. I love your sense of humor. It is good to know in reality you don't really hate cats. The story ends with the ghost of Edie telling Sherwood it is time to let go. It my book, it's a winner.
His name is Simba, Sherwood.
I think you left the quotes off this one.
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Cool story. It is the most original and unique Valentine story I've ever read. I love your sense of humor. It is good to know in reality you don't really hate cats. The story ends with the ghost of Edie telling Sherwood it is time to let go. It my book, it's a winner.
His name is Simba, Sherwood.
I think you left the quotes off this one.
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Thank you, Beth. It is true that a sweetheart had to coax me into my love of cats, but that was forty years ago, and the love has stuck. Princess actually lives in the door across the street, and Yellow Man roans the neighborhood--spending a lot of time sitting in front og Princess' door. How could I not make up a story about that?
So glad you enjoyed. Peace, Lee
Comment from hifein
this was an absolutely beautiful, if curmudgeonly story, an extremely sweet, curmudgeonly love story. the cat is really beautiful and grabbed my attention to read, i am a cat person. but then the story grabbed my attention, i vacillated from smirking to tearing to just broadly smiling and enjoying your love story. you write really well, even included some wonderful poetic imagery. have you tried poetry? a six for on this.
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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this was an absolutely beautiful, if curmudgeonly story, an extremely sweet, curmudgeonly love story. the cat is really beautiful and grabbed my attention to read, i am a cat person. but then the story grabbed my attention, i vacillated from smirking to tearing to just broadly smiling and enjoying your love story. you write really well, even included some wonderful poetic imagery. have you tried poetry? a six for on this.
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Thank you so much, hifein. I am indeed a cat person and a curmudgeon, too. I'm thrilled that you enjoyed and related to this story. And yes, I do dabble in poetry. Some of my poems have been published on-line at Page & Spine.com
Again, thank you.
Peace, Lee
Comment from christianpowers
Hi hw,
This was a sweet, and enjoyable tale. Though all narrative, it didn't lose my interest. The voice piled on a bit thick in parts, but it was always witty and in character.
Here's where I noticed the 'thicknes' (the author's voice instead of the narrator's voice)...
>>> Yes, Edie was a cat person. I was less so. But I was an Edie person, so what could I do? The Missouri Compromise amounted to a coin toss by comparison. I did all the compromisin' and Edie did all the agreein' I was doin' it right. Hey, I was an Edie person, what could I do? <<<< Maybe it was a bit too familiar or too contrived of a thought for such a familiar voice, I don't know... but I think that's why I heard an 'author' instead of a 'speaker', if you get my meaning.
Anyway, otherwise, this was grade 'A', HW entertainment. Thanks for the great read.
Christian
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Hi hw,
This was a sweet, and enjoyable tale. Though all narrative, it didn't lose my interest. The voice piled on a bit thick in parts, but it was always witty and in character.
Here's where I noticed the 'thicknes' (the author's voice instead of the narrator's voice)...
>>> Yes, Edie was a cat person. I was less so. But I was an Edie person, so what could I do? The Missouri Compromise amounted to a coin toss by comparison. I did all the compromisin' and Edie did all the agreein' I was doin' it right. Hey, I was an Edie person, what could I do? <<<< Maybe it was a bit too familiar or too contrived of a thought for such a familiar voice, I don't know... but I think that's why I heard an 'author' instead of a 'speaker', if you get my meaning.
Anyway, otherwise, this was grade 'A', HW entertainment. Thanks for the great read.
Christian
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Thank you, Christian. I think I get your point about that particular paragraph. I'm thinking that mentioning the Missouri Compromise is where I let the author intrude. Maybe that was my hubris. If I let Sherwood talk about his compromise, it will smooth out the wrinkle. I'll try it.
Thank you, Christian.
Peace, Lee
Comment from Dawn Munro
Oh, Lee, how very sentimental, heart-squeezing and sad! It's wonderful and generally Lee-ish with a beautiful ending, totally unexpected.
My favorites are too numerous to mention, but I love the middle of the road, Butter Pecan cat. And of course -
"And there are no dead mice on Valentine's Day. There may be some cold and woefully empty hearts, but there are no dead mice."
Amen.
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Oh, Lee, how very sentimental, heart-squeezing and sad! It's wonderful and generally Lee-ish with a beautiful ending, totally unexpected.
My favorites are too numerous to mention, but I love the middle of the road, Butter Pecan cat. And of course -
"And there are no dead mice on Valentine's Day. There may be some cold and woefully empty hearts, but there are no dead mice."
Amen.
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Thank you, Dawn. I really tried to temper the sentimentality with cranky. I'm delighted you enjoyed. Thank you again. Peace, Lee
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You are welcome. Cranky was sweet. :)
Comment from Scarbrems
And so I return to the writings of my old friend. It's a comfort, after my travels, to find you still doing your stuff on here, making me laugh and cry as always. Here we have a neat tale of love mirrored in the cats' behaviour. And as always some great humpwhistle highlights:
"lickin' himself like it was damn Butter Pecan!"
"I watch ... moron-esque. Moron is one of my best -esques."
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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And so I return to the writings of my old friend. It's a comfort, after my travels, to find you still doing your stuff on here, making me laugh and cry as always. Here we have a neat tale of love mirrored in the cats' behaviour. And as always some great humpwhistle highlights:
"lickin' himself like it was damn Butter Pecan!"
"I watch ... moron-esque. Moron is one of my best -esques."
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Hey, Emma! Glad you're back from the quest. I trust you are well and invigorated.
I'm delighted you returned in time for this one. A little off my beaten path, don't you think?
I have to admit, I still laugh at the Butter Pecan line. No other flavor would do. I tried several before lighting on Butter Pecan.
Thank you for the great review, emsey. Good to hear from you.
Peace, Lee
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Yes, a little, but still unmistakeably one of yours (which is a very good thing). I shall now attempt to write up the last seven weeks. Scenery interspersed with nutty moments like digging the bus out of the sand in the minefield.
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Yipes! Minefields tend to make me hop. Not advised. I can't wait to read your tales. L
Comment from Silverlock
I wish I could give you a six for this wonderful Valentine's tale, Lee. How can you make me smile when I've got a lump in my throat??
Sherwood is a great character - the crotchety old man with a heart of gold, still sustained by the memory of his one and only love. The cats have personalities, too, and so easy to picture them from your descriptions.
Loved your introduction and your comments on suburbia - very funny - great phrase:"squaggles of screaming kids"! LOL
I thought the romance between Princess and Yellow Man was priceless, but was no match for the love Sherwood still feels for Edie. You told their story with a great balance of humour and tenderness and just the right amount of sentiment.
Lots of things to love about this feline fiction, my friend!
Regards, Barb
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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I wish I could give you a six for this wonderful Valentine's tale, Lee. How can you make me smile when I've got a lump in my throat??
Sherwood is a great character - the crotchety old man with a heart of gold, still sustained by the memory of his one and only love. The cats have personalities, too, and so easy to picture them from your descriptions.
Loved your introduction and your comments on suburbia - very funny - great phrase:"squaggles of screaming kids"! LOL
I thought the romance between Princess and Yellow Man was priceless, but was no match for the love Sherwood still feels for Edie. You told their story with a great balance of humour and tenderness and just the right amount of sentiment.
Lots of things to love about this feline fiction, my friend!
Regards, Barb
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Thank you, Barb. I had fun with this one. A bit off my beaten path. I was sure someone would gig me for using 'squaggles', but, so far, no. Maybe I've coined a new word.
Thank you for mentioning the balance. My biggest fear was that I might push it over the edge into maudlin.
I'm so glad you enjoyed.
Peace, Lee
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I don't think I could ever accuse you of being maudlin, Lee. LOL
I, too, was never a lover of cats, but when my daughter moved back home she brought her cat, Charlie, with her. He's cost her thousands in Vet bills and has used up all of his nine lives, and then some - he even managed to survive a snake bite before Christmas!
Needless to say, he's wormed his way into my heart, and made me much more appreciative of all things feline. ;)
Comment from kiwisteveh
Hey, look, I had a six left over - lucky you!
This is clever in a whole new way. I'm guessing a lot of the best writing around is imagining yourself into a whole nuther person and getting so far inside the character that you ARE them, which is what you have done here.
Seems the strange man you have never met is a bit of an old softy at heart despite the curmudgeonly exterior - hey, that's a nice word - may have to use it in a limerick some day.
Off to visit the voting booth.
Steve
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Hey, look, I had a six left over - lucky you!
This is clever in a whole new way. I'm guessing a lot of the best writing around is imagining yourself into a whole nuther person and getting so far inside the character that you ARE them, which is what you have done here.
Seems the strange man you have never met is a bit of an old softy at heart despite the curmudgeonly exterior - hey, that's a nice word - may have to use it in a limerick some day.
Off to visit the voting booth.
Steve
Comment Written 18-Feb-2013
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2013
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Steve, I've stopped being amazed by your perception. Yes, I did manage to crawl into Sherwood's skin and let him dictate the story. A story well off my beaten path. I'm delighted you saw all that.
I vaguely recall playing with a limerick based on the word 'curmudgeon'. I think my other rhymes were 'high dudgeon' and 'fudgin'', but I never made it work. Your go.
Again, Steve, thank you for a keen review.
Peace, Lee
