Lynda Schor's writing opened my eyes to yet another style. One that draws on fantasy and autobiography. They're funny too, many of them. Much like Fran Lebowitz and Tom Wolfe, and to a lesser extent Woody Allen and S.J. Perelman what Schor wrote 25-30 years ago, is still incredibly hip and relevant. In fact what she continues to write is exactly the same.
“The Cat”: 6.25 - You see the reason someone would think they have a story here: that first thought, “what must a cat feel watching humans?” Now toss in some 70s explicitness, and then a final feminist full-circling, in which the cat’s own inter-feline relationships serve as a dark mirror of those her female owners. Bada boom bada bing, hey we got a story here! Mustn’t forget, however, to do anything at all interesting with that premise. And definitely must not punt on the biggest decisions of all: is this wholly from a cat’s perspective? Are the humans window dressing or characters? And is that cat a “cat”, or is it serving more anthropomorphic ends.