Donna loves when it’s cool enough to have the windows open. She sits in the sill behind our yellow chair, napping…
…or bopping me in the back of the head while I’m trying to write.
Also, I wanted to introduce you to the yellow chair. It’s awesome. It started its life in my Grandmother’s house in the 1970s. A few years ago she was redecorating a bit and wanted to throw the chair away. I saved it. Now it’s my probably favorite place to sit and write.
That’s…not how you use a pen, actually.
Also, bonus: writing assistant flowers! (You can see feline writing assistant butts through the doorway. They were more concerned with eating and lounging when this picture was taken.)
Please note: if you ever want to butter me up and/or become my BFF for life, bring me cut flowers. I am absolutely obsessed with having them on my dining room table.
While Donna may be my normal writing assistant, this was not normal behavior even for her. The day we left for Michigan, she came up and cuddled on my lap while I was trying to work on my daily word count. Maybe she knew somehow it was the last time she’d see me for two weeks? It made typing much, much harder, but totally worth the extra effort.
Uploading pictures from my camera and phone this weekend, I realized I have a whole host of writing assistant pictures. Apparently the cats have been extra cuddly over the last few weeks. Strange because it’s been ridiculously hot and humid.
I had planned on sharing all of these pictures with you since it’s a grey, rainy (but still hot and humid) Monday and, well, cute animal pictures make those sorts of days better.
But I’ve decided instead to do an installment of writing assistant pictures with a new one posted every Monday morning until I run out. I imagine that’ll be sometime in August when I go back to the costume shop full time and am no longer here for those mid-afternoon cat naps. We shall see.
Today, I will introduce you to Abi, my newest writing assistant:
She gets very sleepy.
I should be clear: Abi is our oldest cat, she’s just not much of a writer. She doesn’t really believe in sitting next to us. If she wants love, she will be on you. If she wants to sleep, she’ll get her own chair, thank you. So she’s not with me much as I wander around the house finding somewhere comfortable to write.
She does, however, lurve to read. She often curls up on Kyle’s chest, usually when he’s deeply engrossed in a book, forcing him to hold the book in an awkward position over her head.
Exhibit A:
She’s particularly fond of monetary theory of the firm and anything by Deirdre McCloskey.
I also have pictures of exhibits B through H or so, but I’m not sure my dear husband wants his mug broadcasted all over the interwebs.
Come back next Monday for more Writing Assistant cat pictures!
Jessi Cole Jackson 