The Moorehawke Trilogy; book 1. Returning home after years in a foreign kingdom Wynter and her father Lorcan are surprised at the changes that have occurred in their absence. The first inklings of how different things are come from a cat and a ghost, because neither of them will speak to Wynter. But there are […]
I’m dipping in and out of Kij Johnson’s collection of short stories At the mouth of the river of bees. The Bitey Cat is one of the stories in the collection. It tells the story of a young girl, Sarah, whose parents are not getting on, and her first pet, a cat she calls Penny. […]
Princess Harueme is dying. She can feel it, a great weight inside her, so she is preparing for death. Emptying out old trunks, burning the notebooks she has spent a lifetime filling. Reading old letters and poems, remembering her life, and, because she has found so many blank notebooks writing a story. The story of […]
Just A Cat Sitting On The Stairs | Broadsheet.ie.
Read it online at Tor.
A long time ago in Japan, when cats were new there, an earthquake shook Small Cat’s home, and her city caught fire. In escaping the fire she ran too far from her home and her fudoki. “The fudoki was the collection of stories about all the cats who had lived in a place. It described what made it a home, and what made the cats a family.” In fleeing the fire the Small Cat gets lost in the city but decides to follow the story of her aunts, The Cat Who Came From the North. And so she heads North. But she goes too far and soon is so far from home that she thinks she will never find her way to her fudoki again.
Mew out for a walk Read more about 2010 #12 …
I’ve been very lax about my weekly photos, but look, I distract you with a cat:
Author: Kathi Apelt
This is the story of an abandoned cat, an old hound dog who becomes her friend and her kittens, and the family they become. But it is also a tale of old Grandmother Moccasin, a shape-chaning lemia, who is trapped in jar and by her own anger and resentment at her betrayal, as she sees it, by those she loved. And through its blending of myth and floklore it is the perfect fit for my Once Upon a Time reading list. It is also a children’s book, so it shouldn’t take you to long to get through. Although that does not mean that this doesn’t have darkness.
This is such a typical pose for that beast. Always demanding and thinking only of himself. (Although we usually refer to him as her, in order to distinguish the cat from the dog. He = dog. She = cat. How odd….)