I’ve tried for the most part to write what I know. I don’t know any vampires or werewolves, but hey, imagination is a good thing, right?
One of the things I’d like to think I know a lot about is home life. Being a parent, dog parent and such. I’m not saying I’m the best. Far from it. I’m pretty sure the cats believe the house is theirs and I’m simply the housekeeper/food dispenser.
But being a parent has bled into my work. My tot runs cross country, so of course, that’s shown up in my work. The cats think they should watch…everything. Yeah, it’s played into the books. My lousy attempts at cooking? You guessed it. Art teachers and teachers in general…yep. Same thing.
So as I’m writing this post, I’m doing my best pet parenting. See, the dog had glaucoma that got out of control. I had no idea this sort of thing happened. Anyway, because the glaucoma couldn’t be controlled, she had to have her eye removed. Now with people, you can tell them, don’t scratch that. The stitches won’t heal if you pick at them. Dogs don’t understand that. They need those horrible cones to keep them from digging into their various issues. My dog HATES that cone. I hate putting it on her. She’s only got one eye and now I’m putting this huge thing that bonks into everything on her head. Seems unfair. So instead of keeping the cone on her, I’ve been spending my time next to her. If I have an eye on her, she’s not picking at the stitches. It’s a pretty good plan.
And I think this event will end up in a book. I know I’m not the only pet parent who’s had a dog with an eye removed. It’s a trial and tough, but we’re getting through it. I can see a character having the same issues–except maybe with a new relationship, too. Yeah, and the town of Cedarwood seems like the best place to set this story. What do you think? Read any of my Cedarwood, single gay father, books? Then chime in. If you haven’t read them, then why not? Grin.