A Labour of Love
It has taken years, walking, thinking, photographing. Today I should be signing off Cat Walk with the publisher and watching as it is sent off to the printers. A bittersweet journey through memories for me. A celebration of cats.
The intro, by Tom Cox is just perfect, and contains a quote that I want on a tee-shirt.
I met Tom for the first time in the early days of blogging. I had a ‘cat blog’ that I used to practice writing. He had Little Cat Diaries. Wandering back through the blog can be dangerous, a distraction that might eat your time. It began in 2007. 7 years to find a publisher.
Early days, when the world was ginger.
2010, with Tom Cox squashed to the ground by Kiffer.
So, now the book is almost done. You can get a flavour of it here, and there will also be a calendar and cards. The book will be launched at Solva Woollen Mill and Cover to Cover in Swansea. The cats won’t be there. They will be home, doing cat things.
In the meantime, I can’t be the only person who has noticed that as a menopausal, middle aged woman of a certain roundness of shape I have become invisible in the world. I also seem to have the words ‘patronise me please, I so love it when you do’ written in ink across my forehead that is, if men actually realise I am there at all, only visible to men, and a few women, of a certain age. Anyway, this is what Tom wrote, of cats, but I think it also applies to menopausal women, of a certain age,
“You think you’ve got the measure of me,” says the glow. “You will never get the measure of me. I might look kind of cuddly but I know stuff you couldn’t even dream of.”
Bless you Tom, and many thanks for a wonderful intro to Cat Walk.
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