I have got to get this book room cleaned up. Right now it’s occupied by two resident fosters, whose presence at this address I intend to make permanent, though the Mr. doesn’t know it yet:
That’s Kurt (nickname “Bug”) and his sister Kelsey (“Button”); Kurt’s the one looking at the camera. They’re fun and trouble and doing just fine in my office; I just have a pile of paperwork that needs going through. I’ve been ignoring it for months. These are both litter mates of Tug, the newborn kitten whose life ended so early & suddenly last June, written about right here on this very site. He’d be their size had he survived.
Anyway, the room is a decent size and the kittens are fine on their own in here, awaiting integration into the rest of the household pride. They’re separate right now because Kurt has seizures (he’s epileptic) and they’ve only recently arrived and we’re trying to get the seizures under control in part by minimizing his stress, which means limiting new stressors (other/new cats). So far he’s adjusting well. He’s on phenobarbital and potassium bromide twice a day, which is definitely helping. He also seems to like having his sister and me in here with him–I write in here, and Kelsey just stays with him. They’ll be ten months old at the end of this month.
I leave a classical station playing in here for them. It suits the environment somehow.
So, modest though my readership is so far, I’m slowly gaining a few readers here and there on various social media. This morning when I saw multiple new additions my reaction was almost gleeful, surprising even me, but in a definitely happy way. This is good news, as it will make updates much easier to do.
Facebook, though… Facebook I’m not quite sure about yet. I do follow some writers’ accounts which I’ve talked some about here also, and for the most part these writers seem happy to integrate their own personal profiles with their readership and post only to one account, so that their personal contacts from real life and their readers are all sort of lumped up together. I probably don’t have to go into detail about why I hesitate to do the same. I know it’s possible to sort of partition your Facebook friends into groups and control who sees what, so maybe that’s a possibility. I’m still trying to overcome my aversion to Facebook as a whole. I really don’t like it, but that’s likely another post.
In any event. Things are rolling along. I’ve begun the process of submitting the novel to literary agents and have begun to collect the inevitable rejections, though only one so far, but it’s a beginning.
Besides Facebook, Twitter, and this blog, I might start an Instagram account, though I’m not at all convinced it’s necessary, but it might be fun for cat stuff. I certainly take enough pictures. We’ll see.
Anyway, welcome. I’m glad to see progress, however modest, establishing these new accounts and it’s wonderful to see return readers. I’m glad you’re here.