A Predator posing as a House Pet

Marla, my best friend and companion

I've been quiet again, avoiding the internet for a couple of weeks. Two weeks ago we lost our cat, Marla. She'd been my constant companion for nearly fourteen years, and I have to confess I'm finding it hard at the moment.

I've been trying to keep my mind occupied - when it's not my thoughts go back to her - but my attention span isn't great. When I was writing, she'd be curled up on my lap with her head upside-down. Watching TV would be the same. I still wake at 2:30am every morning, the time she'd wake me for food.

We miss her dearly, and constantly expect her to come wandering into the room at any time.

I need to get back into writing - I don't want to let my publisher down. When my father died I buried myself in Conspiracy X rewrites and system changes that became Conspiracy X 2.0, and I know that it's not the healthiest of ways of dealing with these things.

I will be back, it just may take a little time.