I lack focus. Someone I know who might be reading this is falling off his chair laughing right now (or crying and shaking his head). I jump from one project to the next leaving everything half-finished when I realize I’m bored with them all. I’m a prolific writer but knuckling down and writing about one thing, finishing one project has proven to be quite a challenge. I feel adrift.
In an effort to practice focus, I’ve started a new blog exclusively about a cat. It can be found under www.frannamac.wordpress.com under the title, “The Cat’s Handmaiden.” Just an amusing chronicle about life with a precocious kitten named Alyss. I run the risk of being slapped with the derisive moniker of “Cat Lady” but I don’t care. It’s a writing exercise. Luckily the subject matter is both entertaining and adorable. I promise, she will not “talk,” I don’t dress her up in human clothes…I am merely an observer. At first I thought this could be a niche but now I’m unsure – I’m not an expert on cats, I simply own one. Does one need to be an expert?
I understand the concept…sort of. For example, specialists make great bloggers – nutritionists, life coaches, dog psychologists – they have specialized knowledge in their respective fields thus lending credibility to their posts. I have no specialty. What I do have is a long resume, fourteen years of parenting, and an obsession with home renovations that I cannot afford. Oh, and a psychotic kitten. There are many “experts” who say writers should specialize and then build a portfolio around that specialization. But what of me (and I know I’m not alone) – wearer of many hats, owner of none, so to speak?
Is it so simple as writing what you know? Or is it acceptable to write about what interests you – with no expertise, only curiosity driving you? I know so much and yet so little. I am intensely curious – about everything from quantum physics to the domestication of cats. I could write about parenting two teenagers but God, how many thousands of people write about that? I was a Realtor once and I love the idea of real estate but I cannot claim to be a specialist. I love travel but can’t afford to do it. Most of my journeys come courtesy of the “little yellow man” on Google Maps. Hey don’t knock it – I drove through the Highlands of Scotland the other day and it was very entertaining and much safer than the real thing.
In any event, The Cat’s Handmaiden is out there – have a read. Now, back to The Novel…or, maybe a snack…