Typing With Wet Paws: Resting Queen Face Edition

Tails up, Storm Troopers! I’m Storm, you’re awesome, and this is Typing With Wet Paws.

This picture was taken by my awesome cat sitter, Neighbor N. Mama Anna doesn’t know yet how Neighbor N wants to be credited for their photo yet, so we are saying Neighbor N for now. They wanted to capture my “Queen Face” but said it was hard because I am flat out too cute. What do you think? The two can’t be mutually exclusive. I can be both.

Anyway, on about Mama Anna. She was going to write her own post (and still is) but later. A big thing happened this week and that is that she and Aunt Melva finished writing the first draft of Queen of Hearts, the third book in their Love by the Book series. the first one, Chasing Prince Charming, came out and then, well, live happened, A lot of life happened. They wrote another book, too, Drama King, and now they are editing both at the same time. This means Mama Anna is going ot need a lot of help from her Mews, so I am ready.

She is also back to working on Her Last First Kiss, doing some fixing to the second half, because babbling to one of her friends about the events that were keeping her stuck. This is where history can super help out when a historical romance writer isn’t sure what to do next. Because that’s one of the fun things about historical romance. It’s kind of like fantasy or science fiction, I guess, because the rules of the world matter to what the characters can do within the story. That’s how “augh, this thing is far too complicated, but I have to make it work can turn in an instant into, “wait, this other thing was totally legal back then; they could just do that. Boom.”

This is also the time of year when people who like planners and that kind of thing are getting ready to get next year’s planners and journals and stuff in order. That also means that it’s time when their cats get to sit on oh so much paper and play with the pens and sticky notes and clips and pompoms and…as Mama Anna would write, “happy sigh.:

In other updates, I got a new scratchy thing. That’s a thing made out of cardboard that goes on the floor and I can shred it with my claws. The humans tried to hang the new one from a doorknob. Can you believe that? I am, o course, completely ignoring that and still scratching the old one. I think they’ll get the picture soon enough.

What’s up with you guys?

Headbonks!

Storm

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