Like a Bronte

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...
Bookmobiles

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...

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...
My Beloved Library

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...

The Reality of Homework Packets in 13 Painful Steps

We sit down at the table. It’s noisy and distractions abound, but it’s the center of the home which makes it the most logical place for me. The child pulls out his homework slowly. He leans against his hand and fiddles with his pencil. I look at the first problem,...

Sharing the Brainchild, Making it Shine

Today I sent off the most polished version of the first ten pages of Clever Elsie that has ever existed. Wish her luck! I’m going to a writer’s retreat in May, and part of that experience will be reading those ten pages out loud to a small group of people...
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