About Crystal

I have always loved writing. When I don’t hate it. Maybe I should say I’ve always had to write. That’s more accurate. It calls to me and I’m compelled to answer. Read more »

Projects

Clever Elsie

“She can see the wind coming up the street and hear the cough of a fly.”

Dancing Skeletons

Recollections of growing up with a big Mormon family in a small Oregon town.

Blog

Summer of Firsts

Today I’ll visit Wisconsin for the very first time. (Even though my brother lived there ages ago with his family. Like, for years. Best. Sister. Ever.) This trip has had me thinking. It's been a summer of a lot of firsts for me so I made a list: -Ventured to Waco and...

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Oh The Horror

I tried to shut out the giggles and screams from the rest of the volleyball team so I could drift off into the sweet oblivion of sleep. That was it. The only plan I had to escape the horror movie playing out on the large tv screen in front of me. A movie I did NOT...

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What Should My Boy Read?

We seem confused about what books our boys should be reading. The glorious dawn of summer means parents are concerned about what their kids should be reading on their watch. This time of year always brings the inevitable plea for help from social media. Mom: My son is...

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Leaving Traces

A recent trip to New Mexico coincided with my sister’s birthday. It’s been a few years since her passing and her kids were really young at the time. I wonder sometimes how well they remember her. My brother-in-law’s new wife does a remarkable job of finding ways to...

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Tough Enough For The Garden

I’m trying a garden in our new climate even though I have bugs and kids and a dog working against me. Not to mention the possibility of hail, hurricanes, and tornadoes. (Because when they say, “Everything’s bigger in Texas,” what they really mean is, “Everything is...

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Like a Bronte

I hate moving. I hate it a lot. It’s physically demanding, emotionally draining, and there’s no time for resting. You have to interact with people you don’t know, who will likely become an impactful part of your new life. So you know—first impressions. During this...

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Bookmobiles

The first baby came while my husband was still in the demanding years of his undergrad program. I brought in the bulk of the money and worked clear up until delivery day. We made the decision to live off of basically nothing so I could stay home and take care of our...

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The Day Dad Let Me Cut Wood

Our two story home had no central heating. The only source of heat came from a single wood stove in the living room. During the drizzly winter months few things were cozier than standing in front of the stove to warm your backside. Sunday afternoons, after church...

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If I Could Have Any Power

Someone introduced my family to The Last Airbender. I was pretty skeptical at first. I mean, it’s a kid’s cartoon. But would you believe I totally got sucked in? And not just me, but the husband too. Enough that we had to make a rule that the kids can’t watch it...

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My Beloved Library

I remember the plastic smell of my first library card. My sister helped me spell my name in childish scrawl on the strip on the backside. "C-R-Y-," letter by letter I painstakingly worked my way to the L before realizing this little strip was grossly inadequate for...

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