First, let me tell you that when I got Chloe Anne: Force of Nature by Valerie Oblath in my mailbox, I was not sure I would like it. You see, I’m one of those people who love cats – meaning I love the living creatures, but I do not love all the cat stuff – paper weights, journals, figurines, key chains, cross-stitch designs – that come to people who love the living creatures we call cats. So this book, well, I rolled my eyes and started because I had said I would review it. Boy, was I pleased. Here’s why:
1. The narrator – Chloe Anne, the cat – is ascerbic, haughty and funny, as I think all cats are, despite their fuzzy exteriors. She relates funny incidents, sad incidents, normal incidents with the wit and wry humor that I love so much.
2. The plot – there isn’t much of one, which is perfect given the true nature of a cat’s existence – eating (which Chloe Anne divides into categories such as dining, snacking and noshing), sleeping, pooping, and demanding attention. Chloe Anne does get adopted from a shelter, so in some ways this is her story of coming to be used to a new home and new cats – but all in all, it’s just a narrative of a cat.
3. The ethnicity – yes, you read that right – Chloe Anne fashions herself a Jewish kitty. Funny stuff there.
4. The writing – it’s clear, clean, and not over the top. Chloe Anne isn’t a sword-brandishing kitty or a sentimental dolt – she’s a beautiful dignified cat, but she is a cat. . .
And if you’d like to read this book, I’m giving away my copy right here, right now. Post a comment by Friday at 5pm (eastern), and I’ll send you the lovely Chloe Anne. You’ll enjoy it if you enjoy cats.
And then onto other kitty things – namely my two new kitties, Charlotte and Emily (after the Brontes, of course – my present feline dude is named Oscar, as in Wilde). The kittens are currently named Sally and Smudge, which are adorable names, but I need literary felines in my house so . . .
Charlotte is very tiny and very shy. She needed to come with her sister Emily because Emily brings her out of her shell. She’s absolutely beautiful and very sweet-natured.
And here’s Emily:
She looks so demure here, as I’m sure Ms. Bronte did, but she’s got that Wuthering Heights spirit, I assure you.
These lovely ladies are coming from a great rescue agency called Four Paws and a Tail Rescue, here in Elkton, MD.
A young woman runs the shelter out of her family home, and they have some amazing cats that they need to place in homes. If you live nearby and want a gorgeous feline companion, consider them as an option.
Lest he feel left-out, here’s a photo of Oscar and I:
Isn’t he adorable?
Meanwhile, in writing and reading news, I’ve been writing – thanks for all the accountability yesterday. I’ve produced ten draft pages in the last 16 hours – they’re rough, but they’re there. It’s been great. I’m feeling much calmer now – funny how doing what I’m supposed to do causes that release.
And in reading, I’m gathering books for the read-a-thon. (Please visit the link to learn more and to donate if you so desire). Yesterday, I picked up:
The Book of Old Houses by Sarah Graves – I saw it on the shelf and thought it looked interesting.
M Is for Magic by Neil Gaiman – thought I’d give Mr. Gaiman another shot since I didn’t love Stardust
A Family Concern by Anthea Fraser – another one I saw and thought I’d try out.
Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac by Gabrielle Zevin – Andi recommended this, so I thought I’d try it out.