Christina Cattane is a Christian Indie Writer who writes stories set in Alaska and other exotic locales.
She is currently writing a novel called ‘Lost in the Land of the Midnight Sun’. She is also writing multiple serial stories as content for her Patreon page. She has done some freelance writing (about garage floor oil mats, infant car seats, and other boring stuff), and ghost writing.
She currently lives in Flint, Michigan with her husband and the youngest 2 of her 4 children. Her granddaughter also stays with them half the week.
I was born in Pensacola Florida, (which I pronounced Pepsi-Cola when I was still a good kid). We moved to Anchorage, Alaska when I was two where we lived on base until my dad retired from the Navy and got a job in the oil industry. My dad told the story of getting offered his job just 30 minutes before his retirement ceremony, keeping him from taking a job on the 100th floor of the World Trade Center. (Whew! That was a close one! All my stories were almost set in NYC instead of Alaska!)
I spent my childhood in a neighborhood which bordered the property of Alaska Pacific University. Behind our back gate were the woods and trails used by the University ski team and it was a child’s paradise. My love of the Alaskan woods was born and flourished there.
Some of my favorite books include ‘Call of the Wild’, ‘Kavik the Wolf Dog’, and ‘White Fang’. My deep love for the dogs of the north comes from those stories.
I’ve always loved to make up stories.
Like when I told the kids at school that I was adopted because my biological parents were from warring mafia families, both of whom wanted to kill me.
Then there was the boyfriend I made up. I even wrote myself letters with my left hand to ‘sell’ it. I may have gone overboard when my imaginary boyfriend was in a small plane crash over the Amazon jungle and inadvertently found a ruby mine, making him rich.
(Sorry to all the friends who believed these tales, but hey, you can always say you heard one of my first!)
I once wrote a soap opera series for my classmates called “When the **** hits the fan.” (That was the actual title, the asterisks stood for asterisks) The first time I heard them laugh at what I wrote I was hooked.
We moved to Saudi Arabia when I was 12 and lived there until I was 14. We had the chance to travel the world during those two years. My best and worst vacation memories were from a cruise down the Nile River. It was shortly after Hosni Mubarak’s takeover in 1981 which made us one of the few tourists crazy enough to be there. We had the tour guide mostly to ourselves which was wonderful, but I was thirteen and apparently worth 100 camels to the owner of a jewelry shop. He offered them to my mom in exchange for my hand in marriage. That wasn’t so wonderful. (No, that’s not one of the stories I made up.)
We moved back to Anchorage where I lived until I married at 19.