Did I Tell You The One About…?

2009-06-16 10.50.44Shoot! I cooked something up at The Muffin and I completely forgot to mention it last week!

I’m blaming it on the heat, or the summer lazy thing, or the hours on the road, or the beach or the convent in Alabama–I’ll let you pick the excuse you like best–but I hope you’ll take a moment to see how you can get a writing retreat in, even if you’re stuck at home with the kids and the heat and…

Come to think of it, with the crazy heat and the pop-up thunderstorms, maybe it’s the perfect time to plan a writing retreat. You can be nice and cool and productive and you don’t even have to spend any money. You just need to throw a couple ingredients together and start writing!

Oh, d’oh. I almost forgot the post! It’s “Recipe for a Winning Writing Retreat (Serves One to Twenty). Lots of yummy stuff, and if you have a minute, let me know what you’re working on this summer and we’ll all cheer you on!

Assuming the heat and such hasn’t melted you yet.

And you can remember it.

(And P.S. Don’t forget to sign up for the giveaway of There’s a Hamster in My Dashboard over at this post. Gee, I sure hope I remember to draw that name. And tell you about it. Maybe somebody holler at me if I do?)

A Horn Tootin’ And Then I’m Off!

2014-07-06 13.58.12It occurs to me that I’m always a bit off.

And you know what? I’m okay with that. In fact, it’s probably a good thing when it comes to Not Your Mother’s Book…On Family. My copies came in the mail this weekend and though I haven’t had time to read all the stories, I laughed out loud at every word I did read. What’s more, the Beneficent Mr. Hall laughed out loud at my story, “The Bathroom Mystery.”

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Mister Man has to laugh. What’s the big deal, Cathy?

The big deal is that Mr. Hall may be supportive and all that but he’s not one to actually read my stuff. (His beneficence only stretches so far.) So for him to open the book–and read the story–and laugh out loud? I don’t even know what to say.

Wait. I do know what to say. Read this book.

You know what else? I’m in such a swell mood from the Beneficent Mr. Hall’s uncharacteristically HUGE support, I’m gonna give away a copy of Not Your Mother’s Book…on Family. So if you live in the US or Canada, leave a comment about your funny family. And if you share this post on Twitter or Facebook or on your blog, let me know and I’ll give you a couple extra entries.

Unless you’re Sioux or Lisa or Linda. Y’all can read your own books.

(And P.S. I’m off to the Week of Writing Retreat up in North Georgia and frankly, you never know quite what you’re gonna get up in North Georgia, interwebs-wise. So don’t panic if I don’t respond to your lovely comments. Just keep tweeting and adding up those entries! You could win Not Your Mother’s Book…on Family and laugh your butt off. Though to be honest, I’ve tried to do that for years, and my butt’s still there.)


You Don’t Have to be Rocky to be a Winner

ImageSomething about Nina Amir’s The Author Training Manual makes me want to play the theme song from Rocky. Maybe it’s the idea of all those exercises, training you to be an author.

Imagine yourself…at the desk (dadadaaaa). Typing (dadadaaaa). Sweating (dadadaaaa) Crying (dadadaaaa)

Yep, it’s pretty inspiring.

‘Course, first, you have to actually have the exercises. So you’ll need to buy your very own The Author Training Manual. Unless you’re Sandra. If you’re Sandra, you’ve won a copy. Yay!

Now the rest of you, get to work. (Remember Burgess Meredith? Did I sound like him? A little bit?)