Posts made in October, 2012

A little post about stuff.

Posted by on Oct 30, 2012 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

A little post about stuff.

Exciting and riveting title, I know. But it’s accurate! Here’s a little update on the various aspects of my writing life. NaNoWriMo is just around the corner! I will actually be participating this year, and I will be writing the third and final installment in my bizarre adventure series that will probably never see the light of day. Okay, it probably will, just… under a pen name. I will be at the Moncton Library on the evening of November 21st for a NaNoWriMo write-in session! If you’re having trouble with your novel, come in and feed off the writerly energy the lot of us will be exuding. I have updated this under my “events” section. Rusty is still cute (obviously), and adapting well. This doesn’t have anything to do with writing, really. I just love my cat. Enjoy this picture that I took of him today. Halloween, my favourite, is in just two more days! I plan on celebrating it by, well… working, but then by handing out candy to kids at our house. As well, Population: 1 will be getting the Halloween treatment with a spooky post. It’s also a special post. It will link with the story and, in fact, will be a very important part, but it’s going to be a bit different from the others. I will probably make a special post here, as well. That’s it for updates! All kinds of things going on. Everyone be safe during Hurricane Sandy this week. Please follow and like...

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Things come full circle

Posted by on Oct 23, 2012 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

Things come full circle

About one year ago, my family and I said farewell to an old friend of ours. Our cat, Jake, who had been with us for fifteen years, died of old age as her heart failed. I posted the blog post on Oct. 24, 2011, and the one-year anniversary of that post is in just two days. This post is meant to be an homage to Jake’s fond memory through new, happy news. It seems that, for me and my family, things have truly come full circle. The two momma cats. Just under a month ago, my Dad came home to find a pair of sister mother cats and their respective litters of kittens–6 in total–hiding under the cabin in the lower lot. For a man who loves cats as much as my father, this was a pleasant surprise. For about a week, he took good care of those cats and kittens. He fed them and cleaned up after them, gave them a roof over their heads and gave them all the love and attention they could ask for. I went down to visit and was getting ready to decide which kitten would come home with me. The decision was impossible–six sweet kittens, and all of them with their own lovable traits. Absolutely impossible. Just under a week later, the cats vanished without a trace. We were all devastated and concerned. Maybe something got to the kittens, or the mothers moved them somewhere else. I hadn’t decided which kitten to give a home to, but I was excited about the prospect of another cat in the house. Regardless of this, the safety of the cats and kittens was our foremost concern. My parents searched for a few weeks, but to no avail. As time stretched on, we began to lose hope that we would see them again. Nonetheless, my parents kept up the search. One day, without warning, the mother cats came back, alone. Dad caught wind of people adopting the kittens, which made me happy but a bit sad. I was happy they got homes, but obviously, sad that I couldn’t be the person to give them one. Dad started feeding the cats and they hung around outside the house, giving the place a new life it hadn’t seen since Jake died. The night the mother cats returned, I had a dream. I dreamt that the cats appeared at my parents’ house, with one of the kittens in tow, and that I took that kitten home with me. That kitten was orange and white, like four of the six kittens in the litter were. It wasn’t a strange dream to have, to be honest; I was already thinking about the cats so of course I dreamed of them. I woke up and told Dad about my dream, then, to my surprise, discovered that he had the exact same dream. That night, my phone rang. I answered, and my Dad, on the other end, frantically relayed a message that the cats appeared as Mom was on her way up to town… with two kittens in tow. I couldn’t believe it! But then, he told me that they had flea collars on, so they obviously belonged to someone. He asked me for advice so I, without being able to hide my disappointment, suggested that he call around. He said that he would and he would get back to me. Not long after, my husband and I were sitting down to have supper when my dad called back. The kittens, it seemed, belonged to the neighbors, and as did the mother cats. It certainly explained why they were over so often! The good news, then, was that they would be visiting, considering they were indoor-outdoor cats and, well, they were just next door. Still, I couldn’t help but feel a bit of disappointment as I hung up the phone. The cats had homes, and they were nearby. I should have been happy. I never thought I’d see those cats or kittens again, and they were just next door, and, it seemed, more...

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