But it's not. It's a cop out. The arts have failed the cat, over and over again.
That is the monumental gap I want to fill. I've written a story about a cat as a cat. Not as a dog with silky fur, but as what they really are, cats. The Confessions of a Catnip Junkie was written by a cat, in his voice. I'm just the translator.
I do not believe my talent is so strong it can succeed in bringing a cat to life on paper where all the greats before me have failed. My ego isn't that big.
But I think I figured out what thwarted those artists and authors, I think I found the secret.
Artists have been trying to solve the riddle that is cat since the Sphinx. They've been looking from the wrong side of the fur. The cat's story can only be told from the inside; you must let the cat speak.
The Confessions of a Catnip Junkie is my attempt to do that. It is written in defense of cats, by a cat, for the people who love them.
If that is you, or these words have persuaded you that there is something about cats you might have missed, or you just love a roaring adventure story set all across America, take a look on Amazon.com. You can read a chapter there. The first one's free.
But I warn you, cat love is more addictive than heroin. And your next fix will cost you $17.99.
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