I have a lot of things to get done today: ghostwriting classes to schedule and promote, editing clients to work with, a Monday morning desk to be de-papered. Here’s the problem, I also have cats.
There are no words to describe how difficult it is to type with a cat on my lap. He wants his ears rubbed, so he’s rubbing them my arm as my fingers move over the keys. And why you are not seeing the process, I am going back to retype every othe word because his need for pettin’s is negatively impacting my prowess. I’ve put him down four times and he, thinking it’s a game, immediately jumps back up on the desk and plops himself back in my lap. How’s a girl to ghostwrite?
I shall blog again when my hands are free.





I have heard of writers who have dogs, but years ago I read a delightful piece about writers and cats. Don’t remember the author, but the gist was that if you’re not selling, you need more cats! I always remembered that–now I have seven.
Claudia
I understand completely. I have 3. As one writer put it: “A catless writer is almost inconceivable. It’s a perverse taste, really, since it would be easier to write with a herd of buffalo in the room than even one cat; they make nests in the notes and bite the end of the pen and walk on the typewriter keys.” ~ Barbara Holland