Cat Dreaming: A Story of Friendships and Second Chances
Life, love, and cats in a romp through the 1980s
In the era of big hair, hefty shoulder pads, and Reaganomics, four newspaper women are desperately seeking success. Maureen, Tina, Elektra, and Sarah bond over their love of news writing and cats but learn female friendships can be as tricky to navigate as love affairs. When Sarah slips into unconsciousness after an accident, her friends resort to feline subterfuge to wake her from the state they call “cat dreaming.”
Cat Dreaming: A Story of Friendships and Second Chances explores the events that brought the friends together and the changes that could pull them apart – unless they accept the faults in each other and in themselves.
Inspired by her years in the trenches of journalism at the Boston Herald, the Stamford Advocate and the Associated Press, author Stephanie Schorow takes readers on a wickedly funny romp through the 1980s to answer the question: Why are women often their own worst enemies?
Published by Small Town Girl Publishing,
an imprint of Brother Mockingbird Publishing
What is Cat Dreaming?
Cat dreaming is a state between consciousness and sleep, both lucid and hazy. In cat dreaming, cats chase mice, birds, fish or leaves endlessly and effortlessly. Yarn hangs from the sky, feathers drift from the ceiling, tiny rubber balls never escape under the dresser out of reach. Cats can prowl along mossy trails, across alleys, through bushes and closets and screen doors. That’s why cats sleep so much. They aren’t sleeping; they are cat dreaming.
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Excerpt: Editor Tricks
Everything about Maureen O’Malley was emphatic, her height, her solid figure, her mass of chestnut hair framing a square face with porcelain skin. Her blazer had shoulder pads with the heft of submarine sandwiches, her nails were gleaming ovals of scarlet, and a green and coral scarf was wrapped precisely around her neck. “Okay, okay, Elektra. Yeah, that’s fine. Let’s say you get this in by Tuesday morning. All right? Good.” She hung up the phone with a thud, and muttered, “Actually the deadline is Wednesday but she doesn’t need to know that,” and turned to Tina.
Excerpt: Editor Tricks
Everything about Maureen O’Malley was emphatic, her height, her solid figure, her mass of chestnut hair framing a square face with porcelain skin. Her blazer had shoulder pads with the heft of submarine sandwiches, her nails were gleaming ovals of scarlet, and a green and coral scarf was wrapped precisely around her neck. “Okay, okay, Elektra. Yeah, that’s fine. Let’s say you get this in by Tuesday morning. All right? Good.” She hung up the phone with a thud, and muttered, “Actually the deadline is Wednesday but she doesn’t need to know that,” and turned to Tina.
Excerpt: Editor Tricks
Everything about Maureen O’Malley was emphatic, her height, her solid figure, her mass of chestnut hair framing a square face with porcelain skin. Her blazer had shoulder pads with the heft of submarine sandwiches, her nails were gleaming ovals of scarlet, and a green and coral scarf was wrapped precisely around her neck. “Okay, okay, Elektra. Yeah, that’s fine. Let’s say you get this in by Tuesday morning. All right? Good.” She hung up the phone with a thud, and muttered, “Actually the deadline is Wednesday but she doesn’t need to know that,” and turned to Tina.
Excerpt: Editor Tricks
Everything about Maureen O’Malley was emphatic, her height, her solid figure, her mass of chestnut hair framing a square face with porcelain skin. Her blazer had shoulder pads with the heft of submarine sandwiches, her nails were gleaming ovals of scarlet, and a green and coral scarf was wrapped precisely around her neck. “Okay, okay, Elektra. Yeah, that’s fine. Let’s say you get this in by Tuesday morning. All right? Good.” She hung up the phone with a thud, and muttered, “Actually the deadline is Wednesday but she doesn’t need to know that,” and turned to Tina.
Excerpt: Seeing Ourselves
Even when Tina started to nibble food, it seemed something remained broken inside her, and her body held on to the damage for the rest of her senior year. Her sorority sisters told her she was a slender slip of a woman with pale blue eyes and corn-silk blonde hair. They said men turned to look at her in the street. They told her she was still oh so thin. But in the mirror, Tina saw a little fat girl with bad skin.
Meeting Elektra
Tina was fixated by Elektra’s smooth olive skin and frothy hair; a cascade of raven curls brushed her shoulders and flowed over her forehead. Her lips were slathered with cherry red and her azure-lidded eyes danced around the table, joyously acknowledging the other writers.
Excerpt: Cats Abhor a Vacuum
When Maureen got up to go to the bathroom, her cat Hercules padded over to Tina and jumped in her lap, a huge furry weight. She found herself putting her arms around him and hearing a rusty purr. Maureen returned and smiled her approval.
“Oh, he likes you,” said Elektra. “He knows a cat person.”
“Oh no,” Tina said. “I don’t have any plans to get a cat.”
“You forget that, like nature, cats abhor a vacuum,” Sarah said, waving her glass. “When one cat goes, another appears. I learned this back when I was living in Dallas.”
WHAT READERS ARE SAYING
Stephanie Schorow is a master storyteller. The word pictures she paints in “Cat Dreaming” make the main characters--and the quirky, teetering-on-the-edge-of-dysfunctional newsroom--spring to life.
TN, Amazon
What a delight to read a novel that evokes memory and a journey of friendships between women, their personal paths to love, loss and the multi layered world of dreams . Their relationships with their cats are symbolic and so beautifully described. This is a story to enjoy and share.
Honey3, Barnes and Noble
If you lived through the 80s, you will recall it in this little time capsule that captures its essence in all the silliness, seriousness, and heartache that occurs in the lives of four young, single career women who love their cats.
M. Goodreads
About The Author
A reporter, editor and cat lover
Stephanie Schorow is an award-winning reporter and editor, college writing instructor, and the author of nine nonfiction books on topics such as fires, crime, drinking, and sexual politics. She has been an editor, reporter and/or freelance correspondent for the Boston Herald, the Associated Press, the Boston Globe, and newspapers in Missouri, Idaho, Utah, and Connecticut.
Her books include: The Cocoanut Grove Nightclub Fire; The Great Boston Fire: The Inferno that Nearly Incinerated the City; Inside the Combat Zone: The Stripped Down Story of Boston's Most Notorious Neighborhood; The Crime of the Century; and East of Boston: Notes from the Harbor Islands.
Her most recent book is A Boston Harbor Island Adventure: The Great Brewster Journal of 1891. It is the story of four intrepid women who spend 17 days on the remote Great Brewster Island in Boston Harbor and create an intriguing album of their adventures.
Read an interview with Stephanie about Cat Dreaming here.
For videos of excerpts of my book, see my YouTube channel.
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