In the event of anyone having missed the memo, I recently published my wife's book, Sea of Tails, and before anyone's nostrils take to flaring, I published it because 1) I believe it's a good book, and 2) she's my wife and that's just how it works. We both spend a lot of time involved in cat rescue of one sort or another, although Bess has arguably been at it since childhood; so this is autobiography with particular emphasis on cats, published as a fundraiser for whatever cat charity we happen to be involved with each time Lulu sends out the wonga. Given that many of the cat charities we've dealt with have either come and gone, or else constitute just some altruistic persons who don't even have a formal title, much less a handy logo I could stick on the cover, you'll just have to take my word for it that we're not pocketing the money for ourselves or secretly putting it towards a yacht we've had our eye on.
Anyway, she wrote it about a year ago along with a second volume which I'll be sorting out when I get the time. I've spent a good few months editing it and sharpening it up, where needed. I also painted the cover and have drawn fifteen illustrations for the interior. My wife tells her story well in the warm tones of hearth and home without an excess of sugar, and I think it's a great book, which is why I published it. Thankfully everyone who has read it thus far seems to agree, and annoyingly* it's already outsold my own writing without promotion beyond the usual social media stuff.
Please buy one by following this link and help the kitty-cats.
*: Well, not that annoyingly.
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