When I was a kid, my favorite stuffed animal was a lion. As a pre-teen, my favorite YAGA t-shirt (dating myself *ehem*) had a lion on it. One of the first chapter books I read was Born Free, the big cats are the first thing I visit at any zoo, and when my daughter was ready for her big girl bed, guess who found an antique iron bed with lion heads? That’s right, this girl.
I, Sukie Chapin, am a crazy cat lady. Maybe not what you imagine when you hear the term, but it fit, nonetheless.
Oh, yes, I have a domesticated fur baby, too. Her name is Posie, and she’s a wonderful pain in my butt and the best writing buddy a girl could ask for. But my first love is the big cats, the exotics, the lions and tigers and cheetahs, oh my!
The term crazy cat lady carries a certain connotation. Single lady, maybe getting up there in age, perpetually in pajamas, curlers in her hair, surrounded by a myriad of cats and not much else. Sometimes I think it’s used to hurt. And I’m not okay with that. I say be proud of what you love, whether that’s cats, coffee, or good books. Wear it as a badge of honor.
So when a group of writers began toying with the idea of a Crazy Cat Lady series, playing on the stereotype and showing just how incorrect it is, I pounced at the opportunity. Right up my alley, folks. But part of me wondered if we could do it justice. Would we fall back on the outdated and inaccurate depictions of feline aficionados?
But I’m so proud to say that we didn’t. Most of the authors who contributed to the Crazy Cat Lady Anthology are crazy cat ladies themselves. And you know what? We’re all as different as our stories are from one another. And our heroes and heroines reflect that. We have kickass, strong heroines who know what they want in life. Each loves their life with their cats, but the cats aren’t the only love in their life.
When I say that there’s something for everyone in the Crazy Cat Lady Anthology, I mean it. From sweet to steamy, big cats to small, suspenseful to laugh-out-loud funny, even a shifter or two. Whatever tickles your fancy, we’ve got a taste of it.
And the best part? You can get it in your hot little hands on Tuesday, October 11th. Just around the corner, y’all.
And the even better bestest, best part? We had so much fun writing our stories and putting them together that we decided to make a freebie as well. Wooing the Cat Lady in Your Life is your one-stop-shop for dating rules and tips for cat ladies. It’s pretty awesomely hilarious, if I do say so myself. So follow this little linky, and get your copy today. For FREE!
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The Crazy Cat Lady boxed set lets 9 new purr-fectly wild romance stories out of the bag. We hope you enjoy these paw-some tails from New York Times, USA Today, & other authors.
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Okay, guilty pleasure admission coming in three…two…one: I completely love hearing about other people’s fur babies, so leave me a comment and tell me about yours! The quirkier, the better! 😉
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No fur babies right now, LOVE cats though 8D Had cats, dogs, bats, rats, mice (white, field and house), voles, snakes and turtles growing up. Quirkiest cat ever.. Morrisee, He LOVED to ride in the car and go fishing. I’d grab my fishing rod & start walking down the road to the stream and try to see how far from the house I could get. By the time I was at the end of the yard Morrisee was HOWLING & running after me. My Dad was positive I wouldn’t catch any fish with THAT CAT following me (if he did at all 😉 ). I got down to the creek with Morrisee & started fishing. Morrisee would walk along the creek till he heard fish feeding & wait for me to cast tthe line in. After catching a fish or two Morrisee would stroll on till he heard more fish feeding. An hour later and my limit caught, Dad started tapping the car horn that if I wanted a ride home, he’d wait a few minutes. Morrisee & I came up the bank, Dad looking between the string of trout, me and… THAT CAT. Morrisee jumped in the back seat (and up to the rear window). Dad shook his head (couldn’t believe THAT CAT went fishing. Never again did Dad complain about Morrisee & I fishing 😉
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Oh my goodness, Mina! A fishing cat! I love that with big, puffy hearts!
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LOL – I’m not sure… I could be perpetually in my PJs and surrounded by cats and probably be pretty happy. 😉
Great post, Sukie! 🙂
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Thanks, Lori! And I totally could, too! *fights urge to adopt another cat*
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My fur baby is a Toy Poodle and he is everything to my hubby and me. He was just diagnosed with kidney failure but treatment is helping and he’s doing well.
Thanks for the freebie!
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Awww, ButtonsMom, I’m so sorry I didn’t see this! I am so glad that your baby was diagnosed and is being treated. I’ve been down the kidney failure route with a kitty-love and it’s tough. Many hugs and good thoughts to you and your sweet guy!