Chapter One
A Cat Rethought
Ever since I made the decision to write this, the third book about my gray,
floppy-eared Scottish Fold pal, Norton, I have been trying to decide exactly how
to begin.
That very human, very non-cat-like flaw called over-thinking settled in all too
quickly, and, as a result, more and more time passed while I sat, stared into
space, and didn't type. This book would, I thought, for many reasons, be
somewhat different from the others and there were distinct choices that had to
be made. Each choice would clearly alter style, tone and philosophy, if I can be
pretentious enough to suggest that the books about my cat actually have a
philosophy (and, please, don't worry; believe me, I know enough to understand
that I'm writing something much closer to Tuesdays With Norton than I am to
Meowing and Nothingness).
My first instinct was to begin like this:
One of the reasons I became a writer is because using words the way I do is as
close as I can get to putting some kind of order in this rather crazy world of
ours.
I was then going to go on and describe that one of the thi ... read full excerpt from Cat Who'll Live Forever ebook
