I have always felt better starting at the beginning. I have this idea, drilled into me by the protestant work ethic of my forebearers, that I should start whatever I am doing on the first of a new year, a new month, a new week or a new hour, and continue at a steady rate until it was finished. If I fell behind or missed a day, I’d have to stop and wait for a new year, a new month, a new week to start again at the beginning.
It’s not a great way to finish projects. Or to keep up with a blog/website.
Like most of the country, I’ve been under semi-lockdown for months. Suddenly, all I seemed to have was time. My creative pursuits are limited only by what I have available in my apartment and my imagination. I learned quickly that a global pandemic and state brutality are incredibly hard on an imagination. Days run into each other. All of my great plans fell by the wayside.
I want to say that I’ve found a way to work within my new reality but it’s too soon to tell. At the moment, I can’t consider my life much more than a week in advance. So much has changed so quickly, future plans seem ridiculous.
So where does that leave me? Here and now. I can’t wait for Monday to roll around. Can’t put off my goals until the first of the month. Who knows what will happen between now and January First?
The only question I need to ask is what can I do now? What, at this moment, feels like necessary work? I can’t say whether the work I do now will eventually yield positive results. None of us ever could. That knowledge is both terrifying and liberating.
I’m struggling not to apologize for not updating sooner. I’ve been working, and not working, on various projects that are important and unimportant to me. I’ll continue that journey, whether it involves regular updates or not.
Stay safe. Maybe I’ll talk to you soon.
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In 2009, I wrote a short story about an awkward conversation on a subway. I submitted it to a small scholarship contest, placed fourth and won $200 and a trip to a Writers’ Conference in Oregon. It was the first money I ever made with my writing.
Preparation in Pockets is the adult version of that story. In 2009, it was only a thousand words: the maximum allowed in the contest. I’ve added about 600 words, given our protagonist more of a backbone, and ended on a note of… not hope, but determination. I value determination more than hope. Hope allows for an attempt but determination gets things done.
Other News: I’ll be performing in Laugh Riot Grrrl Fest, June 4-11, at The Tao Comedy Studio in LA! I hope to see you there!
Denver Folks! Look for my work in the upcoming issue of Fanny & Flo’s Femme Gazette at the Denver Zine Library!
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Hello! Welcome to KateRCanter.com! Here you’ll find the writing and work of, you guessed it, Kate R Canter: Writer, Comedian and Human Person!
You all can read the header, so you know where to find samples of my writing and comedy, as well as my social media. This page will be devoted to news and random musings so here we go:
I will be performing standup on April 18th at Flapper’s Comedy Club in Burbank! Buy tickets here!
First posts are hard, and they make me anxious! Of course, anxiety is the permanent undercurrent of my life, so I should be fine with this. I’ve wanted my own website for a while, so people can read my work, publish my work or hire me to do more work! I love work! I love writing! Why does writing about work make me nervous?
Questions for my therapist.
It’s probably because this is an introduction. Meeting new people is hard, even through screens. I’d love to jump into the middle of my career without having to introduce myself. Can’t we just instinctively know people? Is that an option?
The internet counts as a therapist, right?
Anyway, this is my website! Click on the other pages. Watch a video or read a story! If you like what you see, toss me an email or comment! I’ll see you all real soon!