Saturday, 26 December 2015

There nearly wasn't a

blog post at all  yesterday. 
Allison wanted to know in the comments how many short stories there were now. The answer to that is that I think there are five. 
There are three stories about Tom and Lizzie and their cat Mouse. Last year I wrote the first one about the Cathedral Cats and this year I wrote the second.
I didn't really intend to write any of the others. They just happened. This year I thought about it on Christmas Eve. Oh. A short story? I have no idea what to write! I stopped thinking about it and got on with a rather busy and chaotic day. If it happened it happened - and I thought it was unlikely to happen. I thought even a blog post might be pushing it a bit.
I woke up with no idea what I was going to write. I ate breakfast and still had no idea. 
And then the first sentence arrived from wherever such things come from. I wrote it. 
I knew who the Cathedral cat was. I knew that the Cloister cats were mischief makers. The rest of it just happened. I didn't tidy it up or edit it. I suspect that shows all too well. Matins and Vespers appear to be looking hopefully at me. They seem to like publicity. Bach tells me they don't deserve it. Decani and Cantori tell me it is their turn to star.
All of them can wait for a while.Today is about investigating whether there are any apricots which did not get cooked on the tree. One of my nephews will be here to do some work in the shed. I am also going to visit the elderly in a nursing home and I might finish reading a library book.
Things are back to normal - except that the Cathedral cats are watching me.


Allison said...

Funny how those first sentences can just pop out of nowhere, isn't it? I'm so glad that one did and I hope all the Cathedral Cats are working hard to provide you with many more.

Anonymous said...

I am very glad that the cats helped themselves into a story just in time for Christmas!