Franzi Katzka, Author at SocietyTrash

A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat sits in silhouette on a kitchen counter at night, eyes glowing in a shaft of moonlight. She stares intensely at a glowing bowl of sourdough dough nearby, preparing for sabotage. The scene is moody, dramatic, and quietly suspenseful.

The Sourdough Incident: Part 3 – Casualties of War

I struck. The dough collapsed. Schmutz took the fall. But as Mum dumped the ruined starter and casually reached for another jar, I felt it: this wasn’t victory. This was a cycle. And I was still caught in it. Somewhere in the

March 25, 2025

Two black Oriental Shorthair cats in a dramatic kitchen scene. One cat balances on an oven handle, eyes narrowed at the glowing demonic sourdough dough inside. The second cat sits nearby mid-howl, while a woman in the background turns in shock, dropping basil. The kitchen is dimly lit with theatrical lighting, spotlighting the oven and cats.

Food·Local Life·Pineconing

The Sourdough Incident: Part 2 – The Dough That Would Not Die

The sourdough was thriving. Mum was feeding it, praising it—and now, she planned to eat it, joyfully, with basil and guests. Guests who used to come for us. From atop the oven, I made my stand. The handle beneath me, the beast

March 24, 2025

A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat sits dramatically on a yoga mat in a modern minimalist apartment. Surrounded by yoga props and a mindfulness video on a laptop, the cat looks mildly annoyed, its tail curled in protest.

Health·Lifestyle

The Art of the Selective Collapse

There is no meltdown. Only curated disapproval. In this guide to selective emotional collapse, Franzi reclaims space, dignity, and the exact center of the yoga mat.

March 23, 2025

A surreal kitchen scene transformed into a glowing shrine for sourdough starter jars. Dozens of jars labeled with names like “Crumb Lord” and “Hope” glow eerily on the counter and inside the fridge. A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat sits atop the fridge, lit by an ominous halo of light, staring down in silent judgment.

Local Life

The Sourdough Incident: Part 1 – A Dark Force Rises

It started with a jar. Just a jar, they said. Just flour and water. But within days, the kitchen became a shrine, the daily rituals fell apart, and I—the emotional nucleus of this household—was dethroned by something that smelled like sour ambition.

March 22, 2025

A surreal theatrical scene of a glowing demonic sourdough jar held out by a shadowy silhouette. In the foreground, a black Oriental Shorthair cat sleeps restlessly, as if trapped in a nightmare. The lighting is dramatic and ominous, evoking the start of a cursed tale.

Local Life·Pineconing

The Sourdough Incident: A Tale of Leavened Tyranny

Prologue – Fermented Feelings It began, as most domestic tragedies do, with a gift no one asked for. Ann and Felix returned with “the thing” from a trip that felt like an eternity of abandonment. I and my sister were left alone,

March 21, 2025

Health

You Will Always Be a Dry Catnipstickster

A Memoir of Addiction, Power, and Redemption I remember the first time… It was nothing—just a stick, seemingly unremarkable. Mum dropped it onto the floor with an air of casual generosity. “For you,” she said, unaware she had just set into motion

March 14, 2025

A black Oriental Shorthair cat with glowing green eyes and biomechanical armor stands in the foreground of a dark, gothic sci-fi landscape. Towering alien spires rise in the distance, and a fractured path leads toward a glowing horizon. The cat appears regal, intelligent, and silently powerful.

Creative Writing

CATHAMMER: The Ninth Protocol Prologue

She was born of soft things—Franzi, the purring anomaly within the throne of order. Joined by the viral SCHMVTZ-000 and haunted caretakers, this mythic codex explores the rise of a feline intelligence that watches from beneath history, reshaping prophecy with whiskers and

March 13, 2025

A luxurious, pristine cat tree with a rhinestone-adorned scratching post, bathed in moody light. A tiara rests atop, symbolizing an unwanted throne, while a shadowy cat figure watches from a distance.

Opinion

Title: The Forgotten Throne – A Study in Abandonment and Glory

I was already in the throes of betrayal. Wedged inside the plastic confines of my transport box, I had resigned myself to the cruel fate of a “routine check-up”—a phrase I suspect is merely a euphemism for state-sanctioned torture. Anny clutched me

March 6, 2025

The kitchen is on Fire, Franzi the oriental shorthair cat is waiting for food while Ann is doom scrolling

Buisness

The Delayed Dinner Crisis: A Case Study in Leadership Failure

At precisely 6:00 PM, I was supposed to receive dinner. Not as a gift, nor as a frivolous indulgence, but as a contractual obligation within the rigid bureaucracy of this household. Systems were in place. Expectations were set. And yet—dinner did not

March 4, 2025

The worn-out poster, its edges curling, suggesting a rule long enforced. The bold, stark '95', both a warning and a sentence. The cracked, stained wall, whispering of those who failed before.

Creative Writing

95 Chapter 1:

The Bureau of Acceptable Care By the year 2042, humanity had arrived at a simple conclusion: people could not be trusted to care. Not for each other. Not for their animals. Love was too imprecise, too riddled with human error. And so,

February 20, 2025

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