The Orange Cat Bistro [NOOK Book]


Claire leaves her pretentious and arty husband because he declared that her dream journal did not have enough Freudian imagery. Claire realizes that her dream is actually to spend some time alone on her personal and artistic development as a novelist. She rents an apartment above a bistro in New York City?s Greenwich Village. Claire pours all of her pain and doubt into a first novel featuring an unconventional heroine named Nevada whose trials mirror Claire?s own. As the novel progresses and Nevada takes on a ...
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Claire leaves her pretentious and arty husband because he declared that her dream journal did not have enough Freudian imagery. Claire realizes that her dream is actually to spend some time alone on her personal and artistic development as a novelist. She rents an apartment above a bistro in New York City’s Greenwich Village. Claire pours all of her pain and doubt into a first novel featuring an unconventional heroine named Nevada whose trials mirror Claire’s own. As the novel progresses and Nevada takes on a life of her own, Claire finds herself changing as she realizes how much her life has been affected by a dark secret from her past. As she struggles to fully become her own woman within the whirlwind of the Manhattan art scene, Claire knows that the character she has created will only be able to come to life when she acknowledges her difficult past. 

Newly liberated from her suffocating marriage, Claire takes a room above a Greenwich Village bistro and begins the novel that has been unfolding in her mind, starring Nevada, her unconventional artist heroine. As Nevada takes on a life of her own, Claire soon realizes that a dark secret binds them together--one that must be overcome before either can realize her full potential, and truly come to life. 272 pp. National print publicity.

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Where do you separate the writer from the story? In Linde's fresh and many-layered debut, set in contemporary New York, the line of demarcation is pleasingly blurred. Recovering from a failed marriage to controlling shrink Aaron, who even critiqued her dreams, Claire is seeking the "intersection of the sacred and scared." While learning to confront the outside world and discovering both the imprisoning and the liberating powers of her imagination, the agoraphobic Claire writes a book. Her protagonist is Nevada, a woman sculptor who hides out in the Nautilus Shell she has carved aka Nevada's Egg or the Thing. Nevada seems to know as much about Claire as Claire knows about Nevada. In fact, Nevada, though she's Claire's invention, has a mind of her own. What at first seems a book devoted to the Oprah-esque fine art of man-bashing sees its character, and its character within a character, evolve to a point of trust. Yet, despite all the feminist trappings, both women find their transformations jump-started at the hands ofwho else?men. Such minor cavils aside, however, this bookabout learning to love without losing yourself, about fighting back and the dangers of playing it too safeintroduces an original voice to the literary scene. Linde writes with a particular urban wit, finding absurd comedy in the most debilitating neuroses and fearsand discovering a way out of those fears through laughter and art. Author tour. July
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781497634442
  • Publisher: Open Road Media
  • Publication date: 4/1/2014
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 196
  • File size: 700 KB

Meet the Author

Nancy Linde has been a filmmaker, poet and teacher of creative writing. She is a native New Yorker and lives on Staten Island, where she has taught at the College of Staten Island since 1972. 
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When my husband left me, suddenly there was enough air. For three years, no matter where I went, the walls pressed in on me. Even jogging around the Reservoir, the sky folded down around me and made walls. My brain screamed for open spaces, but no space was open enough. If we were in an East Village restaurant with pressed tin ceilings, the ceiling lowered itself crazily and pressed the air out of my chest. It only made me cling to him more tightly. I was convinced that without Aaron I couldn't breathe. I never realized he was the one stealing my air. I like to think it was an innocent theft, but he stole a lot more than air from me in our thirteen years together. He had my sex encased in plastic and tucked away in his battered wallet. My sex, which had flowered like a Riverside Drive windowsill full of plants, now smelled like spilled beer, stale smoke, and rancid french fry oil in an old man's bar. If that salty-sweet part of me had to smell like a public house, at least it could have been a bistro where stock simmered all day, and a cat slept in a window full of geraniums.

The very day he left, in the middle of the shock and panic, I could feel myself coming back to life. I could feel this stream of lost me trickling through what had become a blighted country, through what I had come to believe would always be a blighted country. Quickening, real energy, not the hour or two of false hope that coffee brings. It was my breath coming back?a silver living stream. Suddenly there was enough air in the room, the silver living thread that was my soul, and I thanked God for its return even though the price of getting myself back was losing my husband. Ithanked God, and we agreed that it was a good bargain and I could afford the price.

The price was high, the price was very high, but I could afford it. Economics of the soul?I hadn't had the freedom to make my own decisions for thirteen years. Now a decision had been made for me, a decision I was ashamed I hadn't had the courage to make, and suddenly I had the opportunity to heal the sick empty place in my life that was born out of lack of courage. Lack of heart if you take it literally from the French. Obviously I needed to visit the bistro on West Tenth Street where the fat orange cat slept under geraniums and order beef heart, coeur de boeuf, dripping with heartening blood?eat it raw, accompanied by a glass of house red, and stain my heart red with courage. Take courage from Madame, perched behind the cash register, stout in widow black, warm, imperious, an empress, her son-in-law in charge of the kitchen but under her. She eats men like french fries and buys a bigger girdle each year. I should be ashamed of my lack of courage in front of her, but I breathe her in?her faint aroma of soap and sweat and mothballs?and take heart from her enormous presence. I skip the beef heart and order cassoulet.

I arrive at the bistro at three-fifteen every day, after teaching at the cozy overheated private school on Bank Street and settle myself at my corner table with a pile of papers to grade. Madame's granddaughter brings me café au lait and brioche. Drops spatter the marble table as I dip the cake into the milky coffee, but I manage to keep the essays clean because I'm a professional again. I'm surprised to find myself a virgin again, too, delighted to no longer be obliged to open my body. I'm as self-contained as Madame, my back straight and solitary and strong against the iron bistro chair, the back of a virgin warrior. I feel my back solitary each night against sheets that are unstained and crisp as a fresh sheaf of typing paper. My bed is as narrow and virginal as if I were a daughter in Madame's house, under her protection, under the protection of my own virginity. I'm under the protection of my straight shoulders, my breath, my white cotton panties hung out to dry in the yard where lavender grows. The cotton smells sweet from the sun and wind, and the wild onion growing tall in the unmown grass gives it a virgin tang.

It's a good thing to have the protection of Madame's beef heart, her red wine, my sweet-smelling cotton panties, because these are not easy times. Splintering off from my husband made me feel like one of those broken hearts in an old illustration. The wind blew through the crack, howling at night, but I was tired of being afraid, tired of letting fear be my master, tired of caving in, tired of making my fear a cave in which I would hide, smelling its scent?fresh sweat over stale sweat, the chemical perfume of my deodorant giving out, a chalky feeling in my armpits.

I've heard there are people so agoraphobic that their bed is their only island of safety. Even stepping out into the kitchen makes them reel. Imagine being so dependent on your husband, you have to wait for him to come home to take you to the bathroom! I never got that bad, but my bed became a cave, the mussed sheets full of crumbs, collapsed piles of books in my husband's place.

How it stank in the labyrinth. And how fresh the air was at Madame's. In my room above the bistro with its white iron bedstead, I sat at the mahogany desk drinking coffee as powerful as God, proud to be upright and not huddled in the cave of the bed, proud of the normal relationship I was developing with air. I typed away at Madame's prehistoric Underwood, giving all my pain and fear to my heroine, Nevada. I made her strong as Madame's coffee and as vulnerable as I had been. Though she was my creation, I hoped she would serve as my guide. Torch flaring, she'd lead me into the labyrinth and show me the sacred paintings on the walls. Maybe if we could find the intersection of sacred and scared, I would no longer be afraid of that old stink reattaching itself to my clothing. I didn't understand how I, the true spiritual heir to Madame's peasant health, had ever let herself get this crazy. With Nevada I was going back into the labyrinth to find out.


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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 4, 2014

    The new apprentice: Blazepaw

    This young she cat had run into camp bleeding and afraid. Her old Clan is gone and she is joining this one with the permission of Spiritfur.

    Blazepaw is a dark ginger tabby she cat with wild green eyes and a white tipped tail. One day she will have lean muscles and thicker stripes. She promises to be the best TreyClan cat she can be.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 2, 2014


    Name: Stormsky, Moons: 10, Gender: she, Pelt: stormy grey, Eye color: Royal blue, Crush: no, Mate: Force mate, kits: no, Mom/dad: unknown, Ranks: warrior/queen, History: cats tried to force mate me. May be ecpecting kits.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 7, 2014

    Darkflower & Co. Bios

    Name: Darkflower|| Ripplefur ||Cloverpaw ||Hawk ||Velvet ||
    Rank: Warrior|| Warrior || Apprentice|| Loner Kit || Loner Kit||
    Appearance: Totally black with green eyes || Gray with blue eyes || A tortoiseshell with green eyes || Silver with icey blue eyes || Dark thick red pelt with white paws and leaf green eyes ||
    Personality: Kind but with a sharp toungue and bad temper || Kind and soft spoken, but a great fighter || Scarcastic with a bad temper || Strong, scarcastic. || Caring but will one day be an agile fighter with a sharp toungue ||
    Gender: &female || &male || &female || &male || &female ||
    Kin: Annex Flame, Quart, Ripplefur, Wildifre || Darkflower, Annex Flame, Quart, Wildfire || Nobody knows || Nobody knows || Must remain secret or else havoc will wreck ||
    Crush/Mate/Kits: None.
    History: Loner, then found TreyClan along with Ripplefur and Cloverpaw || Loner, found TreyClan along with Cloverpaw and Darkflower || Loner, then found TreyClan with Ripplefur and Darkflower || Adopted by Flame, but Flame couldn't take care of him, Flame took him to Darkflower along with Velvet || Taken by Flame to Darkflower. The rest MUST remain secret ||
    Likes: Not a lot || Almost everything || Training, eating vole || Playing || Playing and finding out about her history ||
    Dislikes: Too much to list || Not much || Annoying cats and cleaning out dens || Cats who think kits are stupid and annoying || Cats being secretive about where she came from ||
    Other: Just ask ||

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 1, 2014

    CloudPaw and CO.

    Name:CloudPaw ~ Wanted Warrior Name:CloudBreeze ~ Age:12 moons ~ Gender: Female ~ Apperance: [Pelt] LightGrey with white underbelly,Ears,and Muzzle. She also has light grey/blue tabby lines. [Eyes] Deep sky blue. [Other]A great build for Hinting,Running, and Slyness ~ Personality: Perky,Fun-loving ,Energetic. But, A deep thinker,and protective. ~ Kin:Mother- SpiritFur. Father-Tigerstripe. Brother:SunPaw. Brother(Adoptive):BlackSoul. Sister:MoonPaw ~ Mate:Too Young ~ Kits: woah bud go back to Mate. ~ Crush:A cat.~ Rank: Apprentice. ~ &heats &hearts &star &star ~Name:FeatherKit ~ Wanted warrior name: FeatherDawn ~ Age: 4-5-6 moons ~ Gender:Female ~ Apperance: Light Blue//Grey she- kit with white UnderBelly,Paws,Ears,Tailtip,and Muzzle.Hee Eyes aredark cloudy Grey. ~ Personality:Shy,self-contained,deep thinker,Sarcastic,and funny. ~ Kin:Mother:ShiningHeart Faher:? Brothers: Tigeerkit & WarriorKit Sister:Ashkit ~ Mate:Way to Young ~ Kits:Way to young ~ Crush: Nope! ~ &Star &star &hearts &hearts ~ Siggy: 0w0

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 18, 2014


    Name. Ravenclaw. Position. Warrior. Looks. White shimmering fur with electric blue eyes. Mate. None, single. Personality. Mysterious. Quiet. Pretty. Shy. Adventurous. Other. Ask

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 21, 2014

    Minionlight/evil bio

    Name(s): Minionlight/Minionevil<p>Age: 18 moons<p>Gender: &female<p>Rank: Warrior<p>Appearance: When Minionlight is in control, Minionevil is asleep/unconscious, or both personalities/consciousnesses are asleep/unconscious, she has yellow fur, with blue eyes and a black G on her chest. When Minionevil is in control or Minionlight is asleep/unconscious, she has long, shaggy violet fur, with red eyes and a white M on her chest, in addition to being mu<_>scular. Minionevil isn't invincible, but when she is in control, she is a formidible fighter who can take more blows and is stronger than Minionlight.<p>History: Minionlight was born by "cross-cloning", by Dr. Nefario putting part of a Minion's cell inside a cat's cell. Dr. Nefario and El Macho in<_>jected a lot of PX-41 in her bl<_>oodstream, though after El Macho's de<_>feat, she escaped. Minionlight joined the Nook RP Police, but when they di<_>ed out, she went back to being a loner. Before this, Minionevil was just another form Minionlight would turn into. Now the PX-41, with the help of StarClan, developed into a separate personality/consciousness. One day, Minionlight/evil was attacked by a badger. Minionlight was knocked un<_>conscious, but Minionevil took control and took down the badger. Unfortunately, the battle left her/them in<_>jured. After recovering, Minionlight/evil became part of TreyClan.<p>Personality: Though both can be silly due to her/thier Minion DNA, Minionlight can be timid, sometimes backing down from fights and running away, but is very hardworking and kind, though Minionlight knows her limits. She disapproves of Minionevil's love to fight. Minionevil, is aggressive, but not in<_>sane. She enjoys a good fight, and is willing to fight. Though she can be very arrogant and often pushes her limits, even fighting a badger by herself. Minionevil dislikes Minionlight's timidity. Both Minionlight and Minionevil argue, both because of thier differences and the fact that they share the same body.<p>Other: A mix of the "Warriors" and "Despicable Me" fandoms. If it has "Minionlight" in the heading, then Minionlight's in control. If it has "Minionevil" in the heading, then Minionevil is in control.<p>Theme (casual): "Lords of Summer" (Metallica) for Minionlight; "Headstrong" for Minionevil.<p>Theme (battle): Pom-Pom Battle Theme (Super Mario 3D Land) for Minionlight; "Rage of the Ab<_>andoned" (Epic Battle Fantasy 4) for Minionevil.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 19, 2014

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2014


    Looks-Grey tom with orange underbelly and chest. Dark green eyes.
    Personality-Strong, Intimidating before you meet him can be rude.
    Other just ask

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 12, 2014


    Name- Lionheart
    Age-19 moons
    Mate-none looking for a mate
    Gender- Male
    Looks- Golden pelt with yellow eyes
    Personality- strong loyal, very nice and loving. Good hunter

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 8, 2014

    SoftShine and co.

    Name- Softshine
    Gender- &female
    Age- Eighteen moons.
    Rank- Fromer Medicine Cat. Unless there isn't a Medicine Cat in Treyclan, she keeps that rank.
    Appearance- A slender, tall white shecat with black splotches and silvery flecks. Her eyes are clear, see through blue, yet seem to hide too many secrets to count.
    Personality- Quiet, Noble, and Helpful. She loves to save lives and help others.
    Mate- Medicine Cat. T.T
    Crush- MEDICINE CAT!!!!!
    Kits- Sadly.
    History- She was once a travelling Medicine Cat, following after Bloodclan attac<_>ks, helping those in desperate need after trouble strikes. One tom changed it all, now she has kits, a clan, and cannot help after Bloodclan strikes anymore.
    Themesong- Butterfly Culture.
    Signature- &#9632 (I think. Or &#9642 )
    Kits- coming soon. Their bios will be labeled under 'SoftShine's co.'

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2014


    Name: Stormpaw <p> Age: 26 moons <p> Description: Her soft fur is dark grey almost black. She has cloudy gray eyes with a ring of gold around her pupils. <p> Personality: nice, caring, is always trying to make other people happy, can be a little moody sometimes although its rare. Just stay away from her if shes mad. <p> Rank: She is a warrior and an apprentice <p> Mentor: Tigerstripe <p> Crush: come closer come closer......... haha like im telling you that. <p> Mate: Nopey nope. Dont have one but i wish i do. <p> Kits: again nopey nope but i wish i had some. <p> Anything else just ask

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 8, 2014


    Clan. Treyclan
    Gender female
    Age 18 moons
    Status new warrior
    Description. Is a sleek shecat with a white coat and striking golden eyes. Has super sharp claws to rip enemies to pieces but will do anything to help her clan.
    Crush. Cant say....but im lookinh for a mate
    Find me at trey res three

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2014

    Freezepaw's Bio

    Name: Freezepaw <p>
    Desired Warrior Names: Freezeflash, Freezefire, Freezeleaf <p>
    Gender: She-cat <p>
    Appearance: A tawny she-cat with a white belly and legs and grey paws (except for the back right paw) . Her eyes are forest green, almost glowing, with orange spots that look like fire from far away, but close up they look almost like fallen autumn leaves. <p>
    Personality: Cold and distant at first, but later more loving, caring, fun, funny, and a prankster. <p>
    Friends: Man, I just got here. <p>
    Enemies: Ethereal. <p>
    Theme Song: Royals by Lorde

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 29, 2014


    A russet colored she age. 25 moons likes her fur color treystar (shhhhhhhhh!) Kits. Wants a mate and is looking for one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 28, 2014

    Spiritfur※ & Co's bios...

    Will be updated tomorrow! -Spiritfur&#8251 & Co

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 15, 2014

    Tigerstripe and Cloudbreeze update

    Age~34 moons/ 21moons
    Look{pelt}~ Long haired orange pelt with black stripes / white with fluffy grey pale grey underbelly
    Eyes~ Dull grey or bright silver at times./ Sky blue
    Parents{father}Nighthawk // Tigerstripe {mother}~ heatherfur{deceased} // spiritfur
    Siblings~ Blackshadow {deceased}, Bluefoot, hazelfeather, and Stonestripe{deceased} // Sunglow, Moonsplash, Blacksoul{adoptive}
    Past~ only people close know/ Born into treyclan. Became an apprentice at 6moons in leafbare. Once fell into a thornbush and almost twisted her paw. Thats about it for now.
    Personality~ Can be kind and loving or dark and shady at other times./ fun, loving, caring, energetice, and friendly.
    Mate\crush\kits~ Spiritfur\ Spiritfur\ Sunglow, moonsplash, and cloudbreeze. // None| Treystar| none

    Thats about it/ Other just ask!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 8, 2014

    Treystar's bio

    A warm brown tom, with fur as long as it can be while still being short. He has warm brown eyes. He is smart and funny, but when he is angry... look out! He is 38 moons old. His kin is his brother, Harpostep, who is a loner. He has no mate, crush, or kits. &#9786 &#9786 &#9786 &#9786 &#9786

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