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she works hard for the un-money
i'm kate macdonald and this is my personal space. it's my little place on the internet where i can and do write about anything that strikes my fancy. as of 2017, the blog is twelve years old, which doesn't really mean anything except that i am persistent.

i'm told that proper bloggers choose one topic as a focus and only occasionally deviate from it. that strikes me as terrifying, since i'm easily bored and eternally curious, which means that i'd have to maintain about seven blogs if i wanted to cover all the topics that really interest me. but it's much easier if i just put everything here and give you the thrill of sifting through it. [i have, however, provided helpful tags if you'd prefer to stick to one topic. the tags are your friends, keeping you securely on the path that led you here.]

if you like what you see, a donation to the cause would be most welcome. i work from home on contracts (marketing/ branding, research, public relations), because i live with someone who needs full time care (for which the canadian government provides no support). if you'd like to know a little more about what i do professionally, please feel free to email info [at] fsquaredmedia [dot] net.

my principal joy in life, since i was five years old, comes from writing. my first story was about a horse named chestnut, imaginatively titled "chestnut's life". chestnut was a pretty spirited horse and eventually his owners bought him a girlfriend named radish [who was supposed to be sort of a deep reddish colour and... christ, i was five, ok?]. at the end of the story, he knocks radish up and they have a colt and he's really, really overwhelmed with how happy his life is. it even had drawings. my mother was a magazine editor at the time and took it to her office and had it bound for me. unfortunately, that is a lost classic.

i don't write about horses any more, but i have never stopped writing. often[ish], i will drop things i've written on here, in their rawest form. part of this is driven by the fact that i've had a few accidents that have resulted in lost writing, so i like to think that the trappings of my toil are somewhere protected from me and my literature-destroying clutches. i also figure that if i'm writing a blog that's supposed to encompass all the crap that's in my head, writing accounts for a fair bit of it.

i maintain pages [actually maintain them, not ignore them for years] with links to posts for my short stories and random fiction bits and for my poetry.

i also started writing a serial called a definable moment in time, which you can read here [part 1] and here [part 2]. the project is dormant at the moment, but that doesn't mean it's dead. it really isn't. i used to maintain a serial called a definable moment in time on this blog, but i deleted it [although not all the posts that refer to it]. i had originally intended to resurrect it on the blog, but then i realised that some things are better left out of the public eye until i'm ready to unveil the final version. [truth: there were a lot of links to the pages where the the story was hosted that had me worried it was being copied. everything on this blog is copyrighted. if you want to use posts in whole or in part, please contact me in advance.]

if you like what you read, you can always support me by buying my books. there is a collection of short stories called interference and a book that is a combination of the script for conversion and a novella called tricky. yes, i do like one-word titles, why do you ask?

in case you're wondering what "the script for conversion" means, it refers to something i originally wrote to impress my film-nut fiancĂ©. that would be dominic, or, as i more frequently refer to him here on the blog, "dom". it's a feature film that we made together and you can view it for the low-low price of nothing at all on vimeo and on youtube. dom is also a video artist and works with a number of music acts. you can see all of his video work here. he took the picture of me at the top of this page.

i do some amateur photography and have made a few experimental short films. you can find links to posts of my visual art projects right here

cosmetics are a happy distraction from the pain and misery of everyday life and i write about that too.

i've a lot of opinions on politics and social issues which get spread like bird droppings through all parts of the blog.

at the moment, i've suspended work on the regular features i have done on the blog, because i don't have the time to put into them. however, you can look at some of the archives of those here:

mental health mondays
world wide wednesdays
paranoid theory of the week

i'm a huge music fan and dj under the name dj kali, which i have used for almost two decades. [it depresses me just to type that.] there are a lot of different types of music i like and have liked, a lot of which gets labeled as "non-music" on discogs.

i'm a fan of soccer [real football, as in where you use your feet] and write about that sometimes too. i'm specifically a fan of swansea city and arsenal, which helps me keep my perpetually low blood pressure up. back in 2006, i established a tradition called "eat the cup", which combines the world cup and cooking, because cooking is sort of a thing with me too.

i'm an inveterate crazy cat lady. i currently have five feline children- three boys and two girls- and i regularly post pictures of them, because they are awesome.

thanks for reading. i appreciate it. and, for once, i'm not being sarcastic.

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