#bacon cat

[chlaustrophobic]

she sleeps and purrs and sleeps some more

meow meow meow!

[abigailspinach]

SoCal Donuts in a Pink Box

Is this only a SoCal thing? Do you all have the pink box?

I do like dunkin but it’s a nostalgia thing. And the breakfast sandwiches

[living-hyperbolically]

my leg still has a massive dent in it. i can’t decide if my unwillingness to do much exercise is legit or if i am just using it as an excuse to be lazy. probably a bit of both, if i’m honest. i’ve been spending much of my free time hanging out on my patio with bacon cat. we’ve even gone for a few short walks together. neither of us are overly fond of the cold weather, but he has fun chasing leaves and i love the now ever-present smell of chimney smoke that is permeating the countryside, so we make it work. i haven’t seen much interesting in terms of wildlife—i think everything is settling in for the winter. just the jays and the junkos, and the occasional rabbit now.

[mysticbaconslice]

This is my cat Puff who’s about nineteen years old and has a kidney failure. There is never a time where he’s not drooling, and he likes patting you with his paws if he wants a belly rub. I’ve known him since he was a kitten! He may look very grumpy but I assure you that he never stops purring.

Unfortunately there is no guarantee that Puff will survive the surgery he needs, and his health is too vulnerable to even try. The only thing we can do is give him a nice bed, plenty of cuddles, and treats for his final passing days.

I love him very much and I’m going to miss him with all of my heart.

[jtthellama]

It’s a cat wrapped in bacon.

[tmwrighting]

Yog’s Law: Money flows toward the writer.

Self-Pub Corollary to Yog’s Law: While in the process of self-publishing, money and rights are controlled by the writer.

Which is to say that when the self-published writer pays for editorial services, she’s at the head of the process; she’s employing the editor or copy editor or cover artist or whomever, and she’s calling the shots. If she’s smart she’s listening to them and allowing them to the job she’s paid them for, but at the end of the day the buck stops — literally — with her. This differs from the various scammy publishers, who would take the money and the author’s work, and then would effectively disappear down a dark hole, with the writer entirely out of the loop on what was going on (what as going on: generally, almost nothing).

This corollary, I think, is useful for self-publishers because there are still lots of ways for self-publishers to use their money foolishly, primarily by losing control of how it get spent and by whom. If at any step the self-published author asks, who controls this money I am about to spend? and the answer is not “me,” that’s a flag on the field. Likewise, if control of the work is somehow compromised by the process, that’s another flag.

[king-koelle]