Interview with Osiris, Bev Walton Porter's Masterful Cat

With a name like that, a cat is destined to have delusions of greatness, so I don't blame him (I'm feeling cat friendly today, plus I don't want to scare away future feline guests--a smart business move for my blog). His author mom, Bev Walton Porter, is a multigenre author, writing coach, and Editor-in-Chief of Scribe & Quill Ezine.

She keeps two blogs: Elemental Musings and Elemental Muse. She had doubts about Osiris being my guest, but she didn't have any choice. As you will see, Osiris OWNS her. Oh yes, he so does...

Bio: As a lonely black cat cast aside into the lonely and cruel night, Osiris was rescued from a busy Colorado Springs, CO street at ten o’clock at night in June 2002 by his Lady Author, Bev Walton-Porter. Dirty, fatigued and unsure he was going to make it through the night, his Lady fed and watered him, cleaned him up, stroked his fur gently and stayed up all night with him to be sure he’d make it through till morn. Now, seven years later, he’s fat, happy, sassy and shining inside and out with optimum health.

The truth, Osiris. Are you the boss of Bev Walton-Porter?

Of course! I’m a cat! I’m Lord and Master of ALL I survey! Silly human. *tsk tsk*! You know, she thinks differently, but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. I’ve got her wrapped around my furry little paw, and she loves it! *maniacal meow*

What type of books does your human mom write?

She has a split writing personality, really. The woman can’t decide if she wants to stick with nonfiction or fiction. Most of the time she plays it safe (or so I think) with nonfiction (Sun Signs for Writers and The Complete Writer: A Guide To Tapping Your Full Potential), but every now and then she lets her fiction goddess out to play. I like her best when she writes those hot love scenes in her romance books (Mending Fences and Hidden Fire). She writes those under a pen name (and her birth name) Star Ferris. She gets these mischievous, naughty looks on her face when she writes those “heaving bosom”-type of books!

How long does she work each day on a book and ignores you?

Is there a number THAT big? Just kidding. Seriously, she’s pretty chill about that type of thing. She usually lets me sit on the desk next to her while she’s typing away. When she’s puzzling over something or simply musing (daydreaming/brainstorming), she reaches over the scratches me behind the ears (LOVE IT!) or gives me a kitty back/shoulder massage (LOVE IT EVEN MORE!)

What do you do for amusement while Bev pounds at the computer all day? It must be bad for your self esteem to be ignored like that.

I terrorize the oldest cat, Kiki, who’s turning 18 on March 16^th. When I get finished with that, I chase Isis (the other black cat) and bat her around a bit. Next, if I’m still bored and not gettin’ any lovin’, I chew on some of the many plants in our household (there’s about twenty, none of them poisonous). If she still doesn’t take a break and acknowledge me, I sit in the middle of the hallway and let out a painful, heartbreaking meow accented by hooded eyelids and a downtrodden gaze. I’m quite good at it if I must say so myself. When she turns around to finally look at me (after about 50 yowls), I throw her my “poor me!” gaze and swish my tail. Usually works!

I like to stare at my mom while she writes to make her feel guilty. What do you do to annoy Bev? Give my pet readers some evil ideas.

Sometimes, when I get incredibly impatient, I nudge my way in front of her – nose first – and plop down between her and the keyboard. That’s my way of saying, “Hey, can I get some attention here?” after she’s ignored me for far too long. This move generally gives her the vapors and causes her to grouse quite a bit. After all, I’m a 17-lb cat, so when I plop down between her and the computer keyboard, I usually get half of my hefty, sexy cat body on part of her keyboard, which sometimes accidentally erases her carefully crafted words, sentences and paragraphs or adds to them with assorted nonsensical characters and marks. This, of course, makes my Lady Author very cross, and she usually scootches my behind off the desk and keyboard with a cacophony of curse words and bothering sighs. I take it all in stride because I know I “let” her push me off, but I WILL be back again. Oh yes I will *insert nefarious, shifty-eyed glance at audience*

Again, I own her. OH YES I DO! =^-^=

(psychotic laugh) HA, HA, HA, HA, HA.....! Keep up the good work, Osiris!