Jobe’s September in Pictures

Proof of my living the writerly life (celebrate rejections!) and my writing group’s schedule through the end of the year. I haven’t talked much on the blog about Second Set, the writing group I organized to read and critique each other’s work, but they’re completely and utterly stellar, and I’m so glad to have a writing family.

Found: one tiny kitten baby boy too small to survive on his own. Insta-adopt. He is only the size of my hand. We name him Reggie and immediately dub him Scooty Puff Jr.

Two years ago I bought a shit-ton of stickers. This year I bought EVEN MORE.

Sir Francis Reginald is continuing to grow with no signs of stopping in sight. He is now the size of my foot. And he has learned “meatloaf position.” I daresay he is becoming a cat.

I was in a fender-bender. Everyone is okay, but my car was not pleased.

Rainbows? In my room? How completely unexpected! I thought I’d better give that color-order-book-org thing a try. Love it, of course. I also made a new vision / encouragement / motivational board for writing, and hung it right by my bed. I thought it would be funny to make you guess how many rainbows are in my life, but completely unfair since the number is essentially always increasing. So just rest in the knowledge, instead, that I continue to go on about my daily business, and am and will ever be, all about That Rainbow Life.

Rare footage of all three cats at once! Ripley and Kevin, my boyfriend Christopher’s original babies, plus new addition Reggie. This darling continues to sprout. This is a measurement to show you he is now the length of my lap!