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Month: September 2018

Bill the Flying Cat, or How to skin a cat hater

Some days I’d like to strangle Bill the Flying Cat. Bill came to us in winter four years ago. He was a kitten who wound up on our porch when the temperature hovered around 3. His small stature and aloof personality attracted me. He had one eye that didn’t open…

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So, why do it?

The last six weeks have made me pant and wring my hands. I fell off my bike, breaking and rib and tearing up a shoulder. Then, I rewrote a whole book. I penned five pieces for this website and two 5,000-plus-word essays for a magazine that only asked for and…