“My cat now fat” sits next to my computer to remind me that if I keep writing, I will succeed. It’s from a line in a poem I wrote years ago called—

A Writer’s Wish
If I could pen a scribble here
To readers that would pay me dear
I’d slide up quick off my soft rear
And run to my computer where
My bony cat in basket sits
He eats not fish but old prune pits
For small I’m paid for written wits.
But if, perchance, I could succeed
To get a president to lead
Me through his tale of slippery greed
And naughty things we want to read
I’d see success at my feet laid
My cat now fat, and me well paid.

Here’s to all my writer friends tonight. May we all have “cats now fat.”

By Angela Yuriko Smith

Angela Yuriko Smith is a third-generation Ryukyuan-American, award-winning poet, author, and publisher with 20+ years in newspapers. Publisher of Space & Time magazine (est. 1966), two-time Bram Stoker Awards® Winner, and HWA Mentor of the Year, she shares Authortunities, a free weekly calendar of author opportunities at authortunities.substack.com.

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