Christina Cann » Not writing http://www.christinacann.com Tue, 13 Oct 2009 12:16:18 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 en hourly 1 Kvetching and cooing http://www.christinacann.com/2009/10/kvetching-and-cooing/ http://www.christinacann.com/2009/10/kvetching-and-cooing/#comments Thu, 08 Oct 2009 23:51:58 +0000 christina http://www.christinacann.com/?p=91 You know what really bugs me? Firing up the furnace on October 7th. I’m not sure if it was my thrifty upbringing or just some conviction I have that October isn’t cold, but I am philosophically and morally opposed to turning the heat on during the tenth month of the year. And yet, I had to, just yesterday, because the temperature dropped to 43 degrees overnight. 43! That’s only 11 above freezing!

I do love autumn. I love the leaves changing, I love pulling out my sweaters and boots, I love drinking tea at night rather than ice water. I just hate the fact that I turned the heat on last night.

One upside to this chill in the air, though, is that my cats want to be very cuddly with me. Human = heat source, and all that. They’re very adorable, except when they’re walking all over my keyboard or lying on my arm in such a way that makes it impossible for me to type. Here’s Moses being very sweet (on some freshly-washed laundry, of course):

moses cat laundry

Too adorable, right?

Okay, enough kvetching and cooing over kitties. Off to write for the night, if I’m going to accomplish my week’s goals!

]]> http://www.christinacann.com/2009/10/kvetching-and-cooing/feed/ 0 Freckles on my face http://www.christinacann.com/2009/05/freckles-on-my-face/ http://www.christinacann.com/2009/05/freckles-on-my-face/#comments Tue, 26 May 2009 00:09:20 +0000 christina http://www.christinacann.com/?p=22 Figures. I go on and on about how much I’ve been thinking and musing and subconsciously crafting le livre, and then spring, well, springs and the whole thing goes down the toilet. Instead of being a dedicated writer, I’ve been a devoted gardener and general yard worker. The spouse and I have spent the entire Memorial Day weekend being outside, and, to my utter surprise, I have loved every second of it. We built three raised beds for vegetable gardening, planted marigolds by our porch, potted some bamboo shoots friends gave us awhile ago, and transplanted some tomato seedlings for spouse’s mother. I have a rockin’ farmer’s tan, more freckles on my face than I had on Friday, and utter contentment in my life. I’ve barely turned on my computer all weekend and when I did, it was just to look up gardening blogs and information about our hardiness zone. (I’m in Zone 6, if you’re interested.) This evening, when my outdoor work was done, I sat down at my desk to start writing and then popped back up, remembering that there were very mushy bananas in the kitchen that would be perfect in loaf form.

And instead of feeling the stress I usually do when I haven’t written for awhile, I feel very unconcerned. I think it’s because I know the book is getting close to done. Maybe I’m just trying to prolong it. Maybe I’m terrified of sending query letters and being rejected by agents.

But maybe it’s just because it’s a beautiful May evening and all I want to do is read Animal, Vegetable, Miracle and eat banana bread and sip sweet iced tea. I’ll get back to writing tomorrow night…

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