The McGruder Mysteries C.: So, are you going to answer my question from yesterday? d.: I will. You have read all five of my McGruder Mysteries manuscripts, so you know how it ends. C.: But those were first drafts, and you tend to change things on your second, third, or thirty-second draft. d.: I do, but how it ends is told in the first manuscript. The rest is telling how each person got to that point and why they are important to the story. C.: Some of the characters

C.: d..c. why did you have me put a print of a painting by Vincient Van Gogh at the beginning of the blog yesterday, and then tell me to print the introduction to one of the chapters in one of your unpublished manuscripts? d.: As an inspiration, Cal.E. C.:??? d.: Well, supposedly, Van Gogh would draw what he saw in his aura before a migraine. Later, he would go back and fill in between the lines and paint a picture. I don’t know much about art, particularly modern art. Howeve

C.: d.c. just sent me an email. I don’t know if he wants me to put it in today’s blog or proofread it and give him my critique of it, because it is obviously from a manuscript he has written. I recognize the style. Well, since I don’t have anything else to say in the blog, I will just put the excerpt from d.c. scot’s manuscript for The Color Gray . The “color” gray is made up of two hues that don’t classify as colors. Gray is the combination of the black hue, which is, by de

C.: Well, d.c. is busy cleaning up his emails. He says that it may take a while, since he has some that are five years old. He asked me to write the blog by myself today, but my mind keeps wandering back to what d.c. is doing. I mean, how does one “cleanup” emails? If you use soap and water, it will ruin the computer! But, if some of those emails are five years old, they must be really dirty, but isn’t it illegal to send dirty emails? Even if it isn’t, there is a way to block

HAPPY EASTER

d.c. Cal.E. and ELAC hahahah Hahahahah! We got you good T. April Fools Day is today on The Panet of the Talking Cats, where ELAC was doing research for an important paper. POTTC is one day bedhing Earth, so today is Aprli first on POTTC. Tux.; Hahahe… d.: That’s all the time we have for today, folks. That’s the end of this cat ta(i)le. Please join us tomorrow for another edition of Cal.E.’s Korner.

CRASH! d.: Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s…a spaceship crashing to Earth! ELAC: You rang my bell? d.: Well…yes, Cal.E.’s third husband (and second here on Earth), the seven-time World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology cat fighting champion, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his former BFF, cofo

Tux: (ring) You don’t know who this is, but I know where you live. d.: Well, my caller i.d. says that you’re my best feline friend, Cal.E.’s third husband (and second on this planet) the seven-time World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology cat fighting champion, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his former BFF, cofound

PUPPY PATTER By the engaging, talented, intelligent, beautiful, and very humble T. Puppy Katt. TPK: Well, Dad was using the computer, but said he had to rest his eyes because the glare from the computer was hurting them. I think he is doing more than just resting his eyes, though. he must be very tired, because now he is talking in a language I have trouble understanding. I think it's called "Souther English." d.: Snore…Maw manuscript wen' ta auction, an' tha winnin' bid was

T. Puppy Katt: Well, Dad is watching some kind of game on television that involves a ball. It can’t be that interesting, though, because no dogs participate in it. I tried to watch it with him, but it must have taken more than two minutes, so I stopped watching. That’s the extent of my attention span. It’s even less than that when there are no dogs or balls involved. This game at least had a ball, but no dogs! IDK what Dad sees in that. Anyway, that annoying cat who lives at

C.: Hey, d.c., your short story, MUDER OR MERCY? Got a lot of views. I’m not feeling it today, so I was wondering if you had produced any ideas for new stories. d.: As a matter of fact, I have. I’m working on a screen play now called, “Harry Potty Mouth.” It’s about an adolescent who uses profanity to get his way. C.: And that’s different from rea life how? d.: Well…I didn’t say that it was a fantasy script, but I see your point. Why don’t you try to produce some ideas? I

C.: And now, the conclusion of d.c. scot’s short story MURDER OR MERCY? -“Finding Joaquin Salazar innocent by reason of temporary insanity is not an option." Micheal relayed the specifcs of the instructsion the judge had given the jury to the eleven other people in the jury room. "It’s only guilty or not guilty-“ Micheal began, but a small man in the back of the room cut him off. “I’m hungry. Isn’t The State supposed to prov

C.: Cal.E’s Korner now continues with the penultimate chapter of d.c. scot’s MURDER OR MERCY? Micheal Morales looked around the jury room that had been provided by the court. As he asked if anyone wanted to be the jury foreman, all eleven of the other people in the room shook their heads. “I’ll do it, then.” It was as if fate had smiled on Micheal for the first time in his life. Micheal Morales had moved to this small ranching commu

C.: d.c., what did you do with the rest of the story, Murder or Mercy? I’ve looked through all your papers and cannot find the rest of the story! Where is it? d.: That’s because I stored it in the cloud, Cal.E. No, not that cloud. I mean it’s on my google drive. It's right here C.: We now continue with MURDER OR MERCY? Joel Steadman decided he needed some more information that didn’t come from Joaquin, so he called and set up an appointment to visit the P

C.: Well, I can chillax because I’m just going to post the end of d.c. scot’s short story called MURDER OR MERCY? Joel wanted to word his query carefully, so he hesitated for a moment. This did nothing to gain Joaquin’s trust. He believed that people who told the truth didn’t need to think about what they were going to say, and he didn’t trust lawyers, anyway. It had been a lawyer, Joaquin thought, who had ruined his chances to play in the NFL. “I’m Joel Steadman, and

C.: Well, I see d.c. is engaging in his favorie hobby, so I'll just continue with his short story MURDER OR MERCY? When he got to his car, Joel called the D.A. and said, “I can prove that my client isn’t the murderer, so you can take her off of house arrest,” and waited for an answer. “I’m not going to do that until the official coroner’s report comes back, and that could take up to six weeks! The initial report makes her look like the prime suspect….Okay, you can call

d.: I have nothing to do but watch college basketball today. Life is sweet! C: Since d.c. has so rudely cast the responsibility of writing our blog on me with no help from him, I looked in d.c .'s box labeled "Cuts." and found an interesting short story thta d.c. wrote a year or so ago. I ’m going to run this short story I found of his for the next several days. It’s a “who done it?” short story set in Southeast Texas called:

d.: Now that I’ve turned over the responsibility of writing our daily blog to Cal.E., I can relax and watch the NCAA basketball tournament without having to worry about what to write daily. Let me see what time A&M and U. of H. play. C.: Well, d.c. is busy…doing what I don’t know. He isn’t working in his yard, but he did entrust me to write this script by myself from now on, so I will talk to my new roommate (until he remembers where his human lives and goes there) the former

Cal.E. Katt: I suppose I should start writing our…my blog, but it’s time for today, but it’s time for my favorite podcast that has been picked up by radio stations in Southeast Texas. And now, KEEP/KEEN/KING Anahuac, Hamaker Winnie present the Joe Groan Show with the host, one-hundred-thirty-eighth ranked podcaster in the northwestern corner of Southeast Texas, JOE GROAN! Oh, oh, oh, oh! It’s the most wonderful time of the year if you’re a college basketball fan. With t

C.: I see that d.c. is engaging in his favorite hobby again. I suppose he has more time now that he has asked me to write our blog by myself. I guess I should get started writing since I agreed to write this blog 365 days a year by myself. I suppose it's a good thing my phone can translate Catonese to English. I can speak both laguages, but think in Catonese, so I'll let me phone translate my words to English. Now, let’s see, d.c. says that when he’s stuck, he sometimes looks