I’ll be at Ottawa Comiccon 2017

Look for me at the Renaissance table on Friday May 12, 2017 at Ottawa Comiccon, from 1-5 pm, selling Life in the ’Cosm and other awesome books. I’ll be floating around all weekend, too. Follow my Instagram to see what I’m up to! So stoked!

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Cait Gordon is author of Life in the ’Cosm, a story about a little green guy who’s crushing on the female half of his two-headed colleague. She is also the editor of the Spoonie Authors Network, a blog featuring writers with disabilities and/or chronic illness. In her spare time Cait plays drums, reads, plots to take over the world with The Brain, and eats an absurd amount of cupcakes.

My New Wheels!

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I AM SO STOKED, PEEPS!

My first-ever rollator (a walker with wheels) came in yesterday. This makes me crazy with happiness. Why? Well, simply put, I feel disabled without the thing, but with it, I feel able! You see, my leg neuropathy does not allow me to stand for long periods of time, or partake in many activities because I know after walking for a bit, I’ll be in too much pain to continue. So, I say no to things a lot. And an extrovert saying no to doing stuff with people sort of rots the soul a little.

BUT! Because I am a published author, there are conferences I must attend for learning and for self-promotion. I want to go to these events. And with this rollator, I can! Always having a seat with me is an enormous deal. Last year at Can*Con 2016, people suggested I sit on a window sill while waiting in line for a panel. That was a solution, I guess, but not a very good one. Also, I kinda hate asking people for chairs all the time. It’s going to be nice just to chill and be independent.

I’ve been using a cane for so long, I know I’ve been compensating and not working all my muscles properly when I walk. This accessibility device is going to force me to move it, move it! I have a goal of eventually walking in charity marches (like 1K, 2K, and eventually 5K). I don’t care if I come in last, either. It will feel good to be athletic again.

Also, I need the rollator inside my own home. I never realised that before. Huh. Discovering new stuff all the time.

The thought of not fretting in advance about how long I’ll be out takes a whole lot off my mind. If I’m shopping and I’m tired, I can sit for a spell. Same with walking outside. I can try longer distances because I know I can take a breather whenever I need to. In the suburb where I live, there’s nowhere for me to stop and sit.

The occupational therapist who assessed me told me that it was great that I had such a positive attitude in admitting I need the rollator. I told her it will open so many doors for me and that I was fed up of staying in the house, relying on rides, or the usual, which was saying, “No, I can’t do that.”

Going from ‘I can’t’ to ‘I can do this and I can do that’ is like winning the lottery.

I have a disability. It doesn’t have me.

Oh yeah, this morning I saw a photo with two ladies fencing while using rollators. That’s a thing, right? Because I so wanna be a walker Jedi.

*rubs hands sinisterly*

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CGAuthorCait Gordon is an Irish-Canadian warrior princess and author of Life in the ’Cosm, a space opera about a little green guy who’s crushing on the female half of his two-headed colleague (Renaissance). Cait’s also the editor of the Spoonie Authors Network,  a blog featuring writers with disabilities and/or chronic illness. She also likes cupcakes.

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Making a Living: More Potent than a Toxic Beetle

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Making a Living, by Caroline Fréchette

How am I supposed to resist reading a book that begins with, “When Nathan came to, the dead girl was crying. He was relatively sure she wasn’t supposed to do that.”?

Let me explain the title of this review. Last Thursday while I was taking a walk and about to take a sip of juice, a small beetle flew into my mouth. (Tasted terrible and I got puffy. The little begger is fine. I spit him out.) After a doc confirmed I was only suffering from an inflammatory response to the beetle’s coating, I went home. So, here I was exhausted, swollen, and lying in bed. I picked up Making a Living. Not even suffering from beetle toxin could make me put this book down. I even managed to stay awake through Benadryl!

Omigosh, what a great read this was. I gobbled it up like a burrito.

The first page made me feel like I’d just walked into a room wanting to say, “Oh, um, I think I’m interrupting something.” Because we’re put right into the middle of an uh-oh situation. We meet Nathan, the mistrusting soul who is completely unaware that anything good has ever existed in the world, and Annie, the undead ghoul scientist who still has a brilliantly functioning brain. They live in the time decades after a meteorite hit, which killed many people and turned them into zombies—mostly brain-dead zombies. But Annie is different. She not only has a brain, but a heart. Even though she drains some lifeforce out of Nathan so her body can remain intact, she does so remorsefully. Her goal is not to kill the living, but to make herself alive again.

And Nathan? Dude got some crazy powers. He can talk to electronics. Electricity also revives him, when it would normally kill us. This guy actually can stick his fingers in the sockets. I love how his computer is sentient, and his friend. Oliver also gets ticked off when Nathan forgets to plug him in. Quite a rational pet peeve, really.

The story is about how Nathan and Annie work together towards her goal. But stuff happens. Yeah, stuff. That’s what I have to write so I don’t give anything away.

All I want to say is read it! READ IT! REEEEEEEEEAD IT! The characters and world-building just sucked me right in. So many times I said, “Okay, one more chapter and then I’m going to sleep.” Nope. Usually ended up being three more chapters. Or four. Or five.

Making a Living has a perfect pace, without any lulls. I cannot say enough how much I enjoyed it.

Word of warning, though. You might get food cravings. I know I did.

Burritos for all!

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CGAuthorCait Gordon is an Irish-Canadian warrior princess and author of Life in the ’Cosm, a space opera about a little green guy who’s crushing on the female half of his two-headed colleague (Renaissance). Cait’s also the editor of the Spoonie Authors Network,  a blog featuring writers with disabilities and/or chronic illness. She also likes cupcakes.