The cat kept watching me. No matter where I went it followed. I found it disconcerting after a while. The cat had never done this before. As I drifted off to sleep I noticed the cat watching from the foot of the bed. It attacked, I screamed, the blood ran.
I'm a pulp fiction writer (mostly horror)I write pulp novelettes about zombies, killers, speculative futures, and some non-horror genres. But this blog is for promoting my book THE HARVESTING ROOM and giving my personal opinions on Palin and the ever scary Tea Pary Movement. THE HARVESTING ROOM is a fictional look at what would happen if these loons ever get control of the Government of the United States. It's a pulp speculative novelette. Go to my facebook fan site or author site and pick up a book or two!!
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