When I published my cozy cat mystery, Cats’ Eyes, last December, I couldn’t have been happier. After 20 years of writing, (not counting 4th grade when I vowed to be an author – I wrote cats stories even then!) it was time.
I write because I am driven, because it gives me pleasure. Because it’s the chance to right the wrongs, manipulate my version of the world. When I write, time goes on without me. It’s that in the moment thing that comes only rarely. I write on vacation, before work, and in my head all the time. I’ve met all my characters and been to their homes. I’ve been down the hard roads (Broken Roses) and the easy ones (Catts and the Seven of Swords). I’ve traveled back in time (Cat Spring) and forward to other dimensions (Cat Autumn). I’ve even witnessed the beginning of the universe (Cat Winter). Not to say these are true stories: the big disclaimer is in the preface. But as I continue, I become more writer and less whoever else Mollie Hunt may have been before. I only hope I have time left to give the attention it demands.
Publishing was a sigh of relief for me. If I died, someone would have read my work. Finally it was out there in the cyber-world, to roll around the internet forever or at least until the big pulse and everything is wiped clean. Then a few months ago, something even better happened: Cats’ Eyes came out in print. Real paper, real ink with a cover and everything! Suddenly I had to learn how to autograph. Handing a copy to my father-in-law, journalist for the Oregon Journal & the Oregonian for a long and prestigious career, was the coolest thing I’d ever done. Books should be in print. I love the kindle, but a book in the hand is a joy of its own.
Copy Cats, Book 2 of the Lynley Cannon Crazy Cat Lady series, is with my editor. Lynley finds herself mixed up in a cat counterfeiting ring while Portland is besieged with a series of grisly claw murders. No release date yet, but there will be both print and electronic versions.
I am on the first draft final chapters of book 3, working title Cat’s Paw, about an Animal Sanctuary art retreat gone bad.
The other books named above will get out of their box someday, I swear and promise. Thanks for allowing my worlds in your head,