June 20, 2020

Happy Birthday To Me


I've been celebrating all month because when you get this old, you get the entire 30 days, but doods...I made it another year.

I AM NINETEEN FRICKIN' YEARS OLD!!!

Now, I might have actually turned 19 a couple weeks ago; we're not really sure what my actual birth date is but the people picked the 20th, so here we are.

And tonight I get fresh steak! Fresh steak night is my favorite night of all. Except maybe for the start of a new Doctor Who season, and who knows when that will be.

All in all...I'm doing pretty well. I look a little rough sometimes and the Woman calls me her Raggedy Man, and I have days where I don't feel like eating much but I make up for it the next day. My back end is getting weak and I stumble a bit now and then. But doods, I am happy, I get a ton of attention, and I still really dig life.

That's not to say I'm sure I'll make it to 20. And I don't want anyone to tell me I will, and they hope I will, because if life stops being awesome, well, 20 isn't worth it.

But today is good. And today is what I have. And I freaking love it.

May 21, 2020

I was as unhappy as I look

Look at this. Look closely.


Can't see it?

ME EITHER.

That's how small the bite of chicken I was offered was. TOO SMALL TO SEE.

I was not amused.

Also, the Woman needs to mop that floor because it's gross and I don't want to eat off it.

In other news, she's threatening to wash my tail because there's something on the top, but I've been devious and cunning and have managed to thwart her attempts so far. Tonight there was a fresh real live fresh dead steak for me and I suspect she was going to try when I was happy and full of meaty bites, but as soon as I was done eating it I hid in a closet, so here we are at 10:30 at night and she still hasn't done it, so I think I'm safe until tomorrow.

Cripes, she needs a hobby.

May 12, 2020

Dooooooooods...

The people have joined the Quarantine Baking Club and have made bread a couple of times. The Younger Human has also brought them bread a couple of times. Now, they enjoy fresh bread like this nice and warm, with lots of butter on it.

I quite enjoy fresh, warm bread with lots of butter on it. I don't eat the bread, but I lick the everloving FORK out of that bread. So tonight after the Woman enjoyed some fresh, warm bread, she set the plate on the floor for me. And DOODS! It was amazing!

IT WAS BUTTERPALOOZA!

Buddah didn't get a plate, but he got to lick the butter knife, which is just as good.

Where has Quarantine Baking been all my life???

May 01, 2020

Um...I GOT STABBED

Do I look smug? The Woman says I look smug.
Ok, so I made sure the people had a little adventure today. And it was a spendy one, I heard the Man say, "well over four hundred" when the Woman asked him how much it had cost (they were not really complaining.)

Here's the thing. They took a bike ride this afternoon, and when the Woman got back (she was first, which tells me she's speedier) she came looking for me to offer to get lunch, and found me in my bedroom, on the floor (which is unusual because I prefer my sofas.) I was also drooling and panting. So she yelled at her phone I NEED YOU TO GET HOME and then the Man was there, and next thing I know I'm off to the stabby place.

It was so sudden I didn't even have the chance to tell them what had happened, and since they were too rude to ask, I decided I wasn't telling.

So.

Next thing I know, someone that is NOT the Man or the Woman grabbed my PTU and rushed me inside--and they made the People wait OUTSIDE--and then it was all poking and prodding and "Well, he's not doing it now" and they discussed what to do. Someone left for a few minutes and when she came back she announced that the Woman had actually taken video of me while I was panting and drooling, and she'd seen it and yes I was, so the stabby lady went outside to look at it, and apparently agreed that yep, they weren't exaggerating. And then I heard her say that the Woman was all, I don't care what the tests and x-rays cost, do it.

So they did it.

THEY STABBED ME.

And then they held me down and took a picture of my insides.

When all was said and done...my blood looked pretty good for a 19 year old guy with thyroid and kidney issues, and my chest showed no heart issues or fluid or anything. The stabby lady thought perhaps it was stress...at which the People looked at each other and growled Buddah.

So.

I got to come home and now I'm acting fine, and the Woman changed all the Feliway containers just in case. And there's talk about separating us when they're not home, because Buddah really is a jerk sometimes.

The important thing is that the stabby lady said that for a guy may age with my issues, I look pretty damned good. She was even surprised that I am only just now at stage 2 kidney disease with my thyroid problems. And even that hasn't changed much, that hadn't changed since my last checkup. I have lost more weight, but not as much as the Woman thought, only 1.5 pounds since last year.

Still. I'm 10.3 pounds now and I used to be almost 19. She kinda wonders if I would even be here if I hadn't been so heavy.

We'll never know.

BUT I'M OKAY. I'm not sure the People are because I heard the Woman say that she honestly thought I would not make it to the vet and I'm pretty sure she was making peace with the idea of what had to happen if I did...but why would I make it that easy on them?

It's like they don't even know me.

DON'T TELL BUDDAH...

...but we have some Fancy Feast dry food and the Woman has been sneaking it to me when he's sleeping.

(She's not trying to be mean...it makes him throw up but it's one thing she knows I'll happily eat and I'm down to 10.3 pounds, so I get what I want.)

Huh. What? Did someone say FOOD???

April 29, 2020

Finally...

Oh, look. It's a bouncing baby book! Now that most of y'all got it for free LOL it's starting to pop up at online retailers. Amazon has it I think Kobo has it. B&N, Apple, and others should follow soon. The print edition *should* have made an appearance, I'm not sure why not, but that part of things is in someone else's hands. But it should be soon, I think.

We're hard at work on book two of Wick Shorts...and there will probably only be two. And that's a good thing--and don't worry, it's not the end of Wick, but will lead into a new beginning later in the year.

In other news, today I managed to hock up a small hairball, small enough to be easily overlooked, and placed just where the Woman was sure to step in it. And doods, she totally did, it squished between her toes, and she was about 3 kinds of skwicked out by it. My day is made.

April 24, 2020

He was all kinda of awesome...

Bear in mind this is a heard from a friend of a friend kinda thing, but I was told today that Anthony Bourdain was a fan of my blog and even used my X levels/kind of Y thing on occasion. It makes me kinda sad that I didn't know that when he was alive. It also makes me happy...but I wish I'd known.

April 22, 2020

Sheesh. Weenie.

Ok, so I was in the front room, just got a drink of water and was thinking about bugging the Woman for something to eat, when the neighbor's yellow lab came up to the screen door. Now, I'm nothing if not polite and I headed over to say hello...dood took one look at me and then turned around and RAN AWAY.

I mean, I am an overwhelming amount of awesome, but sure he understood there was a security screen door between us, and I wasn't going to eat him.

April 17, 2020

Mine. All Mine.

One of the good things to come out of all the people isolating themselves is the serious limiting of shopping trips. When the people do venture out to get groceries, they're getting enough for at least a week, and this week they braved Costco to get meat.

They came home with two packs of ribeyes. Four steaks per pack. Now, the Woman is not a fan of having steak at home because she doesn't enjoy the smell and gags a little when she has to slice it up for me. The Man likes it, but out of those 8 steaks, he'll probably eat two, maybe three.

That leaves 5-6 steaks just for me.

No kidding. I get steak every day, twice a day. It's the first thing I get in the morning--though they're still really bad about getting the seeds out--and I get it again as a snack in the evening, and luckily there's usually only one seed in the 6-7 bites I get.

I'd complain, but...who wants to risk not getting steak because the people get annoyed?

And totally unrelated...a couple people asked when the print versions of Waiting to Inhale will be out. And the answer is...I dunno. We kinda jumped ahead of the publisher in putting out the digital version on Book Funnel when we were doing freebies, so it still hasn't really been "published." I would think it's soon, but I might be the last one to know.

I'll let ya know when I know...

April 04, 2020

=sigh=

Day 5,923 of the quarantine. The Woman is speaking to me as if I were a toddler. Apparently I have a mooshy wooshy cutie face and she wants to kissy wishy it. Fortunately, I also have death breath, which has saved me from several unwanted cuddles. I would complain further, but I am also His Widdle Starving Majesty, and Too Cute To Not Feed On Demand. Bast help us all.

March 29, 2020

Here we go...the last 4 books

Okay, doods, this download link is for the four books in the Return of the Wick Chronicles books.

CLICKY HERE

It expires in one week, so get it now.

With this, if you took advantage of the other links, you'll have every available Wick story. I hope you like them. This is, basically, my life's work after all.

For clarity, the reading order is 1) Wick Chronicles Omnibus, 2) Wick After Dark Duology, 3) Return of the Wick Chronicles Quadrilogy, and 4) Waiting to Inhale.

I'm now going to take a nap, and when I get up, I'm getting back to work on the second of the Wick Shorts books. There are already 3 stories for it (including the last one that will be in it and doods, IT IS GOOD) but they're still first draft stuff, and there are a couple of stories I still want to write.

Oh, and I was asked...Waiting to Inhale is not yet published, not in print or "official" digital form. Consider this one a "leak" LOL. I'm not even sure that the cover I gave y'all with this edition is the final one, though I haven't been given any other artwork so I think it is.

Oh Oh, the cover for this quadrilogy? That was almost the cover for The King of Saint Francis. I really dug it, so I'm glad we got to use it.

I hope y'all are being safe out there! In there. STAY INSIDE. Remember--and I saw this in a meme on Facebook so you know it's true--you're not STUCK inside. You're SAFE inside. I like that. Be safe. You're awesome and I need you to be safe.

March 28, 2020

Oops

There was an error with the Wick Shorts download and it expired early. This has been fixed. It should now be good until next Saturday.

March 27, 2020

Is it the weekend?

It's Friday. Close enough.

Okay, here we go. Links to download to download the first 5 Wick books, the Woman's Charybdis series, AND the first volume of Wick Shorts. By the end of today, maybe tomorrow, I should have a digital download for the four books in the Return to the Wick Chronicles set, but I wanted to get the links up for these before diving into that.

For the Wick Chronicles Omnibus (books 1-3) CLICK HERE

For the Wick After Dark books (4 & 5 ... the more adult stories) CLICK HERE

For the Charybdis series, CLICK HERE

For the new WICK SHORTS book, titled WAITING TO INHALE, click here.

All of these links expire on 3 April 2020, so get 'em while you can. If you already have them, feel free to share. And check back for the link to the Return to the Wick Chronicles download. Right now there's no cover art for a single volume, so we need to slap something together (it probably won't be pretty) and digitally sew the four books together.

I hope y'all are doing well! This is what I'm doing when I'm not working:


March 26, 2020

Coming this weekend


Okay, doods... sometime this weekend, this will drop here, for free, before it technically gets published. It's the first of two planned Wick Shorts books, and if you followed the website, you probably read the first 3 already, in 2nd draft form. (well, the first 4, but 2 were combined.) You didn't read the last and longest...and arguably the best--Drew's pulse-pounding, hold-your-breath inaugural trip to Elysium.

Also hopefully sometime this weekend...free digital download of the Return of the Wick Chronicles books, and we'll put the others up again for a short time, too, in case you missed them last week. This also includes the Woman's Charybdis series.

March 24, 2020

We will not mock...

Okay?

No making fun of something just because it's obvious to you. But I got a question for next week's Ask Max and it's timely and I felt like it needed to be answered now.*

"Max, my kids keep telling me about social distancing and how it can save my life. I agreed to do it. Now all my club friends and gym friends are calling me to video chat, and it feels rude to not answer. I don't know what to do or what to tell them, but I promised my kids. I don't understand most of it, either. But I do remember that one of your humans is in medicine and you might be able to help me figure out what the harm is. I'd like to at least talk to friends and I've cried almost every night because of it all."
All right. No worries, you're fine. You can answer your video chats without worrying about breaking the social distancing rules.

This is when better phrasing would help. People under 50 might grasp exactly what social distancing means, but the older crowd, where a lot of the cool kids are, might not. And don't feel bad; those kids who are on your virtual lawn playing where they've probably been asked not to probably don't grok the language of your youth, either.

I think the better term, one I heard yesterday, is physical distancing. It has nothing to do with being social. Trust me, people are finding ways to be social, even going so far as to have in-person meetings with neighbors...while sitting in lawn chairs more than 6 feet apart, while they drink coffee and just hang out. Or something better than coffee.

Be social with the friends who are calling. It's important that you keep those connections. Talking to other people is vital; maintaining those friendships is vital. Technology has been an amazing tool for people who are doing the right thing and self-isolating. They're still able to see their friends and talk to their friends, and many of them have learned to do group video chats and spend hours just talking and laughing.

So go for it. Answer the calls, and have as much fun with your friends as you can. I'm super happy you're tech savvy enough to video chat, but even regular phone calls are pretty freaking sweet. Go ahead, surprise someone, and pick up the phone to call. Hearing your voice is totally going to make someone's day.

♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦

Doods...I know this is hard. Staying home when you want to is one thing; staying home because you have to is another. But I am super impressed with how seriously most of you are taking this, and I am grateful for it.

You're awesome.

I just thought you should know that.

♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦

*I did reply to the email to make sure that the person who asked saw the answer. Not everyone who reads Ask Max over at Mousebreath reads my blog, and vice versa. Though you should be reading both, you really should. ;)


March 21, 2020

Look at it this way...

Asked in a message to me: "Aren't you worried about the fallout from offering your books for free after what happened the last time? Aside from the people who wanted free print copies, what about the people who paid for those books and now feel upset about it?"

Okay. No, I am not worried. The print people weren't a consideration this time around; if someone cannot grasp the money involved in providing print editions for everyone who wants one, I can't help them. Digital is easy, doesn't cost me anything other than a few royalties, and anyone with a computer can download the books. You don't even need a dedicated digital reader, just a Kindle app.

But the people who already bought my books, and paid real money?

Yes, they were a consideration. But most of the people who read my work are pretty cool and I think most of them know that the money I make on my books doesn't go to hooker and blow, or even food on my plate.

It goes to this:


Car loads of toys every Christmas. This was the first photo I could easily find, taken in 2016, and was the first load of three. The people stuffed the back of the Mazda CX-5 with toys, all paid for by my royalties.

That's what you're doing when you buy my books. You're really buying toys for kids who otherwise might not get any for the holidays. You're also buying food donations throughout the year. Charitable donations.

The stories you get are the icing, I think. I hope you like the flavor.

And right now? Well, things are different right now, and it's a time when I think the creative arts are standing up and saying, hey, we're here to distract and amuse you; we're here to entertain and amaze you. For most artists, it's not really about the money, though for those who need it to put food on the table, the money certainly helps.

Writers write even if they don't sell. Painters keep painting. Artists draw, sketch, digitize, cross mediums...we all do what we do because it's what we are.

Right now, when boredom is a Real Thing, we offer of ourselves what we can. So I'm offering my books--right now the first five in the Wick books, while the Woman is offering up her entire Charybdis series--because it's one little thing we can do.

Yes, it might make a tiny difference in the number of toys we buy in December. We'll figure it out. Maybe make the Man kick in  a few things.

But that's really what you're buying. Not my books; you're buying toys.

So I hope if you've already bought all of my books, you understand and are okay with me giving them away for free right now.

And the first book of Wick shorts will drop soon...and yes, you're getting first crack at them. For free, before they go to print. Just don't tell my new publisher. ;)

March 20, 2020

March 15, 2020

Free Wick Books

Doods...you might be stuck at home, bored, so if you haven't read the first three books in the Wick Chronicles, here they are. For free. You can get them in either Kindle or ePub format, easy to download. I hope it gives you a nice way to spend some downtime.

The link expires in one week...share if you like!

CLICKY HERE

Edit Later: Oh, doods...a lot of you already read the first three Wicks. So in celebration of Buddah's 15th and ENJOY YOUR SOCIAL DISTANCING, here's a link to download the two that come after those, the Wick After Dark duology. 

That's five books to get you through the first week (they're quick reads!) and I hope it helps stay home a bit. WASH YOUR HANDS, DOODS!

Happy 15th


He's 15 today. FIFTEEN.

He's still annoying and obnoxious and chases me around the house...but he hasn't jumped on me in a couple weeks. So...happy birthday, Buddah Pest. You're an old man now, too, but don't act *too* old. The attention from that is mine and I am not sharing. ;)

March 13, 2020

At least we didn't need TP...

I watched some news on TV today with the Woman, there was a story about people getting into a fight over stuff at a store. And then I thought, well, I'm not sure I have enough cat food if the people wind up having to stay home for a while, so I directed her to put pants on and head for the pet store.

And doods, she did it. Oh she SAYS she was planning on going anyway, but I know the truth. And she came home later with enough cat food to last a while (about as long as usual, this wasn't really a stocking up kind of thing) and said she had a moment of Real Stupid and went to Costco...for popcorn. Just a couple bags of this popcorn she likes.

Doods, I don't know why she didn't stay in her car, turn around, and come home. She actually parked, went inside, and spent most of her time dodging people with carts loaded so high they couldn't see where they were going. And THEN she waited in a line 10 deep JUST TO BUY A COUPLE BAGS OF POPCORN.

I HAVE TO LIVE WITH THIS WOMAN who does stuff like this.

But, I got my canned gooshy goodness, so really, what do I care...?

March 11, 2020

My ears are still ringing...

As I am wont to do, tonight I sat on the Woman's lap while we watched The Masked Singer. Don't laugh, it's awesome. Tonight, though, when the singer going home was unmasked the Woman *shouted* "OhMyGAwd" so loud I had to jump to the other chair and stare at her disapprovingly for a good 5 minutes, and then I had to lecture her because THAT WAS LOUD.

March 08, 2020

Nope


I am not letting her ruin my mancat cave...

March 07, 2020

What the...


Oh good Bast, she brought another bicycle into the house. It's not on that green stand thingy yet, but I know it will be by tonight, which means I'll need to avoid whatever room she puts it in, just to be sure my tail doesn't get mangled. Why does she do these things? She knows it upsets me.

= = =
Later:


Oh, I am NOT happy.

March 05, 2020

:::tummy grumbles:::

No, I don't want that can. Or that one. Or that one, either.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT OPENING ANOTHER?

I'm STARVING over here!

March 04, 2020

=double grump=

Today's crushing disappointment: the tasty-smelling thing the Man had on his plate was full of chocolate chips, which meant I couldn't have any. People should not be allowed to have things that smell good while also being toxic for kitties. I am going to have to nap through the day to bury my disappointment. ALL DAY.

=grump=

A long time ago, I set things up so that everything I posted to Facebook propagated to Twitter, which then filtered to the sidebar there on the right. It seemed like a reasonable thing to do, because it seems like everyone has jumped to Facebook yet I still wanted to keep this blog with something more than the too-infrequent postings I've done.

Sometime in January, it stopped working. Mine doesn't work; the Woman's doesn't work. She tried unlinking and then re-linking, but things still aren't making it from FB to Twitter.

So now I dunno.

I may start crossposting, same things here and on FB, so those who still pop over and read blogs but also follow my FB page will see duplicates.

When I have more blog worthy things, I'll still post those to here first.

Mostly, I'm just annoyed that the linking broke. I haven't tried posting directly to Twitter to see if it shows up here, mostly because if I'm going to post twice I'd prefer here, and also because I just don't get Twitter. I've had an account forever, but I just don't get it. And things I don't even follow show up in my feed, more than things I do, and it's like...why? Just show me the people I follow, how hard is that?

FB is just as bad on that.

I'm just feeling grumpy.

Eh, I'm pushing 19, I'm allowed to be grumpy.

January 16, 2020

Holy carp...

...I haven't blogged all year.

But, just so you know, I'm still plugging along.

The Woman posted this picture of me on Facebook the other day and someone commented that I'm starting to look my age. Which, truthfully, I am.

The Woman sometimes calls me her Raggedy Man, which isn't an insult. Amy on Doctor who called the 11th Doctor that a lot, and I don't mind being compared to him.

I am a little raggedy. The Woman brushes my furs--I'm finally letting her after all these years--but they pop right back out. And that's cool. It's not like I need to be perfectly groomed to go see the Queen or anything.

The main thing is I'm here, I'm doing well, I eat a lot for someone my age, and I can still be annoying when I want to be.

I'll try to do better at the blogging thing, but I think I've said that before. There's not a lot to talk about when not much is going on. We've been in this house for 11 years now, and there are still no sticky people to watch play outside. Not much of anything, really. Even the freaking scrub jay that used to torment us hasn't been around in a while.

I don't really mind that last thing. He was annoying as chit.

Oh. There was the Great Ant Invasion a couple months ago. They came pouring out of an outlet behind the TV, streamed up the wall, across the ceiling, and then down another wall into the kitchen, causing the Woman to say a whole bunch of things off the Bad Word List. It was great fun, right up until the point where Buddah and I were unceremoniously locked in the back of the house so they could commit heinous acts of insecticide. By the time we were let out, hours later, the ants were all gone and the people not as upset.

On the upside, we got fed extra that day.

That's always a good thing.