There are so many jokes about authors and cats. About people who have cats in general. It almost feels like a cliche to point out that I, too, have cats. And yet, when I think about it, only about half, maybe less, of my friends and acquaintances have cats, but well over 75% of my writer friends have or want cats. There must be something to it.
The stereotype of the “Crazy Cat Lady” –
Everything is a writing prompt. I have to remind myself of that when real life gets to be too frustrating. It’s all fodder for the stories.
Well I’ve been getting some good story fodder lately. I still have to digest it and figure out where everything goes, but the frustration levels have had be mumbling “it’s all a writing prompt, it’s all a writing prompt, it’s all a writing prompt…” as I clean up yet another mess.
Writers are supposed to develop a thick skin so we can deal with all the nit-picks and criticisms we get. No problem, I got that. There are a lot of careers (and I dipped my toe in most of them) where that is true. I can listen to people take my work apart all day long, as long as it’s stuff I already know about or they are just plain wrong.
Most of the time,
It’s getting to be too common these days for the news to erupt with the latest officer involved shooting. Two days in a row this week. Alton Sterling in Baton Rouge, Louisiana on Tuesday, July 5th and Philando Castile in Falcon Heights, Minnesota on Wednesday July 6th. Then, because things weren’t bad enough, Micah Xavier decided to use the deaths of Sterling and Castile as an excuse to shoot and kill cops in Dallas,
I’d like to welcome a guest blogger today. Macie Kitty is one of my resident felines. She’s here to tell you how she helps keep me on track with all of my life goals.
Morning, it’s time to wake the human. She has been using more than her fair share of the middle of the bed all night. Besides that noise maker next to her bed is going to start blaring soon anyway.
There are times in my writing life when the emotion at the top of the pile is frustration. I just can’t find the right word and it’s the sixth time that’s happened this session. A beta reader didn’t get back to me when I expected them to. I just have no clue what to write next. The other kids won’t play with me – well the adult version.
Frustration can be a great emotion for writing certain scenes,
