Because these posts tend to be so short, I have decided to skip cutting. Unless I have a lot to say in a particular week, I'll continue leaving them as-is.
Word Count: 3609
Subjects: Original
Excerpt: You know how they say when a cat lives to be a certain age, its tail splits into two, and it becomes a totally different creature? It becomes a demon that can make the dead dance and bow to its whims. There's a faster way to do this, though, and bind the resultant creature to you. Take a black cat that is exactly three months old and not a second older or younger, and tie a ribbon around its neck. Red is the traditional color. Tie the other end of that ribbon to your wrist and lift it up. Let the cat hang. As it goes through its death throes, be careful not to let it scratch you; then you'll have to start all over. While it dies, exactly as its last breath leaves its body, be sure to look straight into its eyes. Say its name (its *true* name, mind you, the one that is so difficult to get out of cats--they're secretive bastards, worse than even foxes, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise) as it fades.
If you did it right, the cat will start to squirm again after it dies. You can let it go at this point. In fact, it's better that you do, because cats don't like to be held like that, and it's a lot more powerful than it used to be. So let it go, and if it tries to attack you, use its name to keep it in its place. That's how you'll command it for the rest of your life, by using its true name. Raise the dead to torment your enemies! Create an army to conquer your village with! Make certain that the guest lists at your parties are always full! Isn't that nice? They have so many uses!
Thoughts: Given that it's The first week after NaNo, I would say that's not too bad! I wrote half of it Monday (for the final NaNo push) and half of it today, so I'm not too concerned. THINGS IN MY LIFE have been going on, so we'll have to see where my productivity goes, but at least for now, I will continue trucking on. \o/;;
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