Right now, as I type this post, I have a cat snuggled up to me. In a little while, I’ll be doing some editing, and said cat will probably move into my lap to wedge herself between me and my laptop. At least she makes a nice wrist-rest.
Cats and authors seem to go together like peanut butter and jelly, mashed potatoes and gravy, and chocolate and bacon. Every day on Facebook and Twitter I see authors talking about their cats. Said cats are usually very close at hand or at least lurking in the vicinity when the updates and tweets are being made. If there’s two things some authors can’t write, edit, or do promotion without, it’s a clingy cat and a cup full of caffeine.
What is this weird phenomenon? I have some theories:
– Cats are furry little vessels for our muses. They bring us all our inspiration and need to stay very close–say, actually resting on top our heads if they can physically manage it–so great ideas fly from our fingers to the screen.
– The government has genetically engineered cats to stay close and spy on us, so they can steal all our ideas for international bestsellers and take over the planet.
– Cats notice us just sitting there doing what looks like nothing and feel an immediate kinship. Laziness loves company!
– If you have multiple cats, chances are the one snuggled up to you is distracting you from one of the other ones tearing up all the toilet paper in the bathroom.
– By wedging themselves against you in uncomfortable ways so you have to work awkwardly over top them, cats are reminding us that things we really want are worth fighting for. They’re here to motivate us.
– Your cat actually owns you and insinuates themselves into everything you do because how dare you question your owner’s behavior?
– Cats like reading what you’re writing. They’re judging you, harshly.
– They’re waiting for their turn on Facebook.
My favorite little fuzzball is now inching her way into my lap. That must mean it’s time to get to work.