Now what was it I wanted to say?
Well, I was thinking the other day that if kitties wrote novels, it would be called Kit Lit, just as Chick Lit refers to books by women and pretty much of the time about women, but why on earth, then, don’t they call other novels, DUDE Lit, or, because the term Chick Lit is somewhat pejorative and no doubt was thought up by a man, NIT WIT LIT.
Mama has never liked categorizing a writer’s hard-won endeavor and certainly Chick Lit is the name of a category for sure.
I think that anyone who takes the time to write anything down nowadays–in a blog, in a poem, on a grocery list, for heaven’s sake, should be regarded with esteem and encouraged along the way. Mama has always told me to keep a journal, but isn’t this what this IS, mama?
It’s a (cursory, that’s for sure) daily diary of my kitty antics and I try to be fairly just in my outlandish opinions of things. I think that’s called an oxymoron, with emphasis on the last two syllables, haha. And mama, you would be surprised what I don’t write, haha.
But seriously, folks, it may be that writing is taking a beating with Twittering on its tail and coded messages on IPhones and Tweeting and in general, the dumbing down of journalism in some publications, and if YOU have a thought that you think is unusual or that someone you know might wish to hear or only if you want to have it like little keepsake for yourself to think about privately or maybe to use as a springboard for writing even more little thoughts, jot it down and don’t lose it.
How about calling it…hmm…Bit Lit?
Speaking of groceries, when mama asks papa if he has the shopping list, he says that he wrote everything down on a mental piece of paper, but at the store he says, “Darn, I lost the paper!”
Haha, that’s funny, papa.
Hey, we do have a lot of nit wits where we live! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
I love Thankful Thursdays and there is so much to be thankful for around here. Even the nit wits.
I’m all for “bit lit!!!” I practice that daily! ~Bear Cat
Yes, you do, and very well, too!
Well if your papa lost the list, that could be devastating! How will you have food to eat, Loulou?? 😉
I think MY list is imprinted on THEIR brains forever.
LOVE that Loulou laugh!!!!!! Well, you could do a trashy novel and call it Kitty Litter? I could do Dogma. But Doggerel would be more my speed. Maman says I am descending to the bas fonds and needs to do her grocery list. Which she will lose. Oh these humans. HOW are we going to train them?! A pow wow between us is in order.
OMC LouLou, dat last foto of you is outrageous!!! How on earth did your mommy get dat show? Mommy tries and tries to get shots like dat, all to no avail. ‘Course, since she doesn’t know how to really use da camera, maybe dat;s pawrt of da purroblem. MOL Luv da furst foto. You look like you really are just ’bout to write somethin’. Big hugs
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
Here’s what mama does. She sees that I am waking up and I always yawn twice. She grabs the camera and gets me yawning/laughing. Unless I fool her and don’t yawn until JUST when she has put the camera down, haha.
Elementary Teachers are required* to take a course called “Kiddy Lit” -formally known as Children’s Literature. (The nickname was also a play on “kitty litter.”) Maybe what you write could be referred to as “Kitty Lit.” Or “Feline Prose & Poetry,” to sound a bit classier.
The PBS Newshour just featured a small piece on a French artist who sealed himself inside a limestone rock for a week. If your Mama is hesitant to paint, you might remind her of less attractive alternatives. (Not that I should talk, I am usually too lazy to even make a few notes in what passes as my journal.)
*at least this was a required course “back in my day.” There are thousands more books for kids and young adults now than there were then, so this may no longer be a requirement.
That same guy also sat on 10 hen eggs or is going to and he will sit until they hatch. What a loulou….no pun intended. Imagine the … er… perfume when he comes out…. and where dos he…er…never mind.
I agree, I am sick of everything being abbreviated and shortened.
Hey, try me on INITIALS??? And mama goes bonkers when other anthros talk to her in initials! I did a blog on that and made up my own. BTW…No one could figure it out.
Not funny to your mom, we imagine. A grocery list is a very important piece of literature. Without it, your mom could forget to buy your food, Loulou. We know Jan is lost without a list. She rarely forgets to take it with her but she often forgets to write down things she – or we – needs.
Mama forgets hers on the dining room table and then tries to recreate it at the store…Oh, boy.