A few years ago, I came across this picture and at breakfast one morning showed it to ‘Alpha’ and ‘Beta’ and asked, “What do you think that cat’s doing?”
“Sitting in a tree,” said Beta.
I shook my head. Alpha raised her hand, and I nodded to her.
“Looking at the moon.”
I shook my head. And waited.
“Yes?” I said.
“What do you think that cat’s doing then?”
I slid my chair closer to the table and took a sip of coffee–buying time to make something up–while it was still warm. “His—the cat’s—name is Balthazar, and he’s waiting for his witch. You see,” I paused for more coffee, “witches and cats choose each other… this little cat, Balthazar finally ‘meets’ and chooses his witch only to find out it’s a human girl in her Halloween costume. Woodland cats never attach themselves to a human. It’s just not done and they look down on their urban relatives. When Balthazar meets the girl and finds out she’s human he has to decide. If he bonds with her, then he will only live the lifespan of a normal cat. He won’t have the eternity that comes with bonding to a real witch. But Balthazar’s run out of chances to find his witch and despite how he acts, he’s lonely. The girl has no friends and is terribly alone, too. They—the girl, Audrey, and Balthazar—have to work out some things. Perception and prejudice can be set aside and overcome if something is important enough to make us change them. And what’s more powerful than love? They discover they were truly meant to become best friends.”
I stopped there because that’s as far as I had spun it, off-the-cuff and in my head, while talking with them.
Both were fired up, wanting to know more. “Are you going to write the story?”
And I knew I had to, for them. So, I wrote the first chapter and have planned out more. A lot of work and other writing got in the way the past couple of years, but I’ve promised them I’ll finish this for Halloween 2018.
Waiting for My Witch introduces a young, strong female character: Audrey is 15, and her life has been uprooted. Her father, a soldier, had been killed in Afghanistan and her mother has moved them a thousand miles away from her friends and everything familiar and comfortable. In the town where her father was raised, she learns more about him and his past and something important about herself and her future. All while dealing with growing up and becoming a young woman.
The Querency—beginning at midnight 24 October—is when Witches and Cats seek to bond with each other. It lasts until sundown on Hallowe’en, when the Choosing—the selection period—begins and lasts until midnight [11:59:59pm].
~ Ordinatio pro Felis Silvestris Catus [Regulations for Woodland Cats]
Dennis Lowery, Waiting for My Witch (Coming Halloween 2018)