On Winning Contests, Crazy Aunt Cloe, and Bubble Gum

Dear Donna (of Donna’s Book Pub),

You cannot imagine how thrilled I was to receive my contest-winning package today! Why, the very first thing I did was open that bubble gum and start chewing! I wanted to blow a BIG bubble for you, to show you just how much I appreciated my prizes!

So I chewed my Citrus Bubblegum a bit because you can’t blow a bubble just like that. And while I chewed, I read a delightful story, written by your granddaughter, Cari. The story was from the very first Cuivre River Anthology (of the Saturday Writers) and it was all about Crazy Aunt Cloe. I thought it was sorta funny that me and crazy Aunt Cloe’s names both begin with C. In fact, there are many folks who have called me crazy. But I figure that was all just a BIG coincidence.

Then I thought maybe the gum was ready, so I tried to blow my bubble. And then I said to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be a fine thing if I could show off my bubble-blowing?” You see, Donna, when I was a wee, little girl, I won a bubble-blowing contest. You don’t forget skills like that. Off I went to find the camera. But when I took the picture, it came out like this:

It was a lousy bubble, anyway. So I chewed some more and read (though there were moments when I forgot to chew, so riveting were the words that crossed the pages) your story from A Cup of Comfort for Military Families. Then I collected myself and blew again.

Do you know how hard it is to blow a bubble and take a picture of it at the same time? But I persevered, because you’re a special person, and dadgum it, you went to a lot of trouble for me. And you shared your wonderful stories with me. So, Donna, this bubble’s for you!


Warmly,

Cath

What’s Over YOUR Writing Spot? Part Deux

First of the month has me scrambling to get my goals in order, and I’ve already told you about the spiffy calendar I keep over my writing spot. But I kinda left you hanging about a few of the other writing snips and tips I keep over the old desk.

So here’s one of the comic strips staring me in the face (if I raise my eyes a few inches and squint):
Hahahahaha! Stephan Pastis is genius, isn’t he? Such insight! So pithy! And really, when it comes to writing humor, you can’t go wrong with a pig. (I think I’ll coin that phrase and add it on an index card over my desk.)