August 11, 2014 by kristin
It started with Fancy Nancy. My 4-year-old daughter Ruby discovered her at the local public library, where we went for …
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June 4, 2013 by kristin
At the doctor’s office yesterday, I found a dog-eared copy of Syd Hoff’s 1958 classic Danny and the Dinosaur in …
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May 20, 2013 by kristin
Yesterday was Homecoming at my grandparents’ church. For those unfamiliar with this Southern tradition, it’s when you go back to …
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April 17, 2013 by kristin
I’m not known as a punctual person, but one area I do manage to do things on time is paying bills. That is, until recently. I completely forgot my car payment for two months in a row, until they sent me a “Hey, remember us? And here’s a late fee for ya” notice.
I blame this on two things: baby brain (the condition in which a mother is so sleep-deprived and hormone-addled that she forgets her own age and her cousin’s last name) combined with a special dose of book brain (the condition in which a writer is so obsessed with her book that half her brain is living in 1864).
March 6, 2013 by kristin
I wrote the bulk of my historical fiction novel in 40-minute chunks the summer my first baby turned one. Never a fan of sleeping, she went her entire first eighteen months of life napping exactly 40 minutes a day. The moment I heard the deep sigh that signaled she was truly asleep, I’d tiptoe-run from the room, close our creaky old-house door carefully behind me, and race to the keyboard.
Even two rooms away and with a white noise machine humming in her room, she might wake up if I sneezed or made a phone call or typed too loudly. So I worked in tense, waiting silence, typing lightly but swiftly. When the clock crept toward 35 minutes, I’d type faster, because I knew what would happen when my 40 minutes of peace were up.