(Before we begin, please note that Cait is pronounced like Cat. Meow!)
The first thing everyone notices about me (aside from my mobility device) is my slight Belfast accent. I’ve had arguments with people over here who do not think it is slight, but I know if I went to Ardoyne, the Irish would just think I sounded Canadian.
I was born in Verdun, Quebec, and am a citizen of Canada and Ireland. My Dad was born in Ulster, and came over here in 1965. My mother is a Polish-Canadian. Somehow, I came into this world as an Irish princess. I took on my Dad’s accent, and even though I grew up with my Polish cousins, I still ended up being culturally Irish. (Except when it comes to the use of garlic—there’s never enough garlic. FIGHT ME!) The area of Verdun I was raised in was filled with Irish Catholic kids who were often the first generation born in Canada. I had other friends with Irish inflections in their accents.
The next thing you’d notice about me is that I am a cheerful soul with a whacky sense of humour. I love to laugh. I’m an extroverted tornado, yet the majority of my friends are introverts. I have been well-instructed on how to care for introverts, so let’s nobody panic!
I have been a musician since I was 14, and have been singing since I was 2. My first bass guitar was an Ibanez Roadstar II that I named Ebaneezer, or Ebby, for short. I went through a phase in my 30s, which was my mid-life crisis, and ended up with five basses. Then I sold two at 41 and started playing drums. I so dig being a drummer. I own a Hart Dynamics mesh kit, and it is so great for someone like me. I have fibromyalgia and get very sore and stiff connective tissues. Nothing loosens me up like drums. I’ll sell all the furniture in my house before I sell Roxy (that’s the kit’s name. Get it? Roxy Hart…)
I’ve been married since the day before forever to my long-suffering husband, Bruce. I took his last name when we got married and joined Clan Gordon. We often tease each other about our Irish and Scottish rivalry. I always say that Jesus told me to love my enemies, so I married a Scot. 😉 We renewed our vows after being married 20 years, in a Celtic-themed wedding. Bruce says we are Super Married now.
We are only children without children of our own. Our small family means that our close friends are our family. I enjoy having friends that are from all walks of life. I think growing up in Montreal made me feel that diversity is the natural way of things. Montreal to me was like the entire world lived in one city. We were glad to be Canadian, but we loved the Old Country, too, and held onto our parents’ cultures. I learned so much by listening to other people’s traditions. It expanded my world.
I now live in Ontario, in the ‘burbs. Oy. Suburgatory is right. I’m hoping that I get time out for good behaviour. Sometimes I’ll tweet with the hashtag #OperationFreeCait when can no longer hold in my deep desire to move to an urban core. I nickname my ‘burb Narnia because I feel like the only way out is through a wardrobe.
For a living I work as a freelance editor and web development consultant for Dynamic Canvas Inc. Some of the books I’ve edited include Confessions of a Mad Mooer: Postnatal Depression Sucks (Robin Elizabeth), Camp Follower: One Army Brat’s Story (Michele Sabad), Skylark (S.M. Carrière), Little Yellow Magnet (Jamieson Wolf), A Desert Song (Amy M. Young), and Moonshadow’s Guardian (Dianna Gunn).
My love for arranging the alphabet into words turned into a book! Life in the ‘Cosm was published by Renaissance in September 2016 (bestest publisher ever). I’ve just submitted the prequel called The Stealth Lovers. I’ve also written about 50,000 words of Life in Another ’Cosm, the first of the sequels. My short stories have appeared in anthologies. A Night at the Rabbit Hole is in Alice Unbound Beyond Wonderland (Coleen Anderson, Exile Editions) and The Hilltop Gathering will be published in We Shall Be Monsters (Derek Newman-Stille, Renaissance). I’ve also had a poem called Invisible that can be found in Lady literary magazine, and a short piece entitled To Get to the Other Side appears in Disability Acts magazine.
As I said before, I’m a woman of faith, but I don’t believe in walloping people over the head with my Bible. I try to live my life by Jesus’ words, “As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” (John 13:34-35) I think loving and respecting people is vital. I have a particular compassion for transgender, non-binary, and genderqueer folks, because I find it terrible how they’ve been marginalized in both cisgender and LGBTQIA circles. The majority of my close friends can claim one or more letters of the LGBTQIA acronym and I’ve been super blessed to have these stellar people in my life. (I love you, my peeps. You nurtured me as I was trying to recover and reacquaint myself with myself again.)
Lastly, I lust to eat cupcakes. I only eat other types of food so I can eventually get to the cupcakes. Or fudge. Fudge is acceptable, too.
Well, I reckon that’s enough about me. Hope you enjoy reading my blog. It’s cathartic for me to document my writing journey. If I can connect with other writers or even help some, then that’s totally awesome, too.
Say hi to me on social network! I’m frighteningly friendly! 🙂