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Taste Buds

Tricia Lott Williford June 7, 2012 1 Comment

“Tyler, can I taste that?” “You wouldn’t like it, Tuck. It tastes like shoes.” Well, that’s one approach to keep [...]

First Draft: Complete!

Tricia Lott Williford June 7, 2012 8 Comments

242 pages. 56,000 words. Totally raw, no revisions. First draft: Complete. I need a glass of water. 🙂

Two Little Boys and an Orthodontist Office

Tricia Lott Williford June 7, 2012 13 Comments

I had an orthodontist appointment and no choice but to take the boys with me. My orthodontist and his staff [...]

Lipstick

Tricia Lott Williford June 7, 2012 3 Comments

Every writer has routines. Perhaps superstitions. A favorite song or CD or playlist to write to. A must-have candle burning. [...]

Nearly Irreversible

Tricia Lott Williford June 6, 2012 5 Comments

Dear Tricia, I just want to thank you again for sharing your story. Your recount of Robb’s death is forever [...]

Ink Device

Tricia Lott Williford June 5, 2012 4 Comments

There was a kidnapping in our neighborhood, about six blocks from my home. The abductor was captured, the children are [...]

I’d Like To Know Her.

Tricia Lott Williford June 4, 2012 9 Comments

I would like to know Moses’ mom. I was reading about her this morning, and as I often do with [...]

Indeed I am.

Tricia Lott Williford June 4, 2012 3 Comments

“Do the boys have a plan for this summer?” Many people have asked me this. The answer is yes, and [...]

Tomorrow, Tomorrow.

Tricia Lott Williford June 3, 2012 3 Comments

Tomorrow, the boys begin Summer Fun Club. This is their full time plan for the summer. And this means I [...]

Inexcusable

Tricia Lott Williford June 3, 2012 1 Comment

“Boys, I don’t ever, ever want anyone to be able to say, ‘Those boys don’t obey because they don’t have [...]

Wrenching Ache of Joy

Tricia Lott Williford June 2, 2012 3 Comments

Happy and sad are not opposites. They are actually very similar emotions: they convey deep care, strong significance. Their opposite [...]

Today, Life Splashed Me with a Pool Noodle

Tricia Lott Williford June 1, 2012 20 Comments

Sitting poolside. Sunscreen lathered. Freckles imminent. Check my email. Good ol’ iPhone, my dear friend. Dangerously part of my identity. [...]

Faith is not anesthesia.

Tricia Lott Williford June 1, 2012 3 Comments

Faith does not make anything hurt less. The promise of heaven doesn’t make it nearer to me. There is strength [...]

Adventure by Definition

Tricia Lott Williford May 31, 2012 2 Comments

One Lucky Squirrel

Tricia Lott Williford May 29, 2012 3 Comments

“Mommy! Stay away from that squirrel! If he bites you, you could get BOOBIES!!” I think the word you’re looking [...]

On the Morning After

Tricia Lott Williford May 27, 2012 10 Comments

It was the morning after the night before. The morning after 9:17. I woke up with puffy eyes; I had [...]

Look Who Came to the Party

Tricia Lott Williford May 27, 2012 7 Comments

Once upon a time, there was a girl. The girl’s friend had a birthday party. The friend invited the girl. [...]

To Learn to Deserve

Tricia Lott Williford May 27, 2012 1 Comment

There’s luck in art. There’s the gift. You can’t earn that. You can’t deserve it. But you can learn skill, [...]

When the Speaking Is Done

Tricia Lott Williford May 27, 2012 3 Comments

I love speaking and teaching. It’s a gift God has given to me: he wrote me into a family of [...]

Optimal Distance

Tricia Lott Williford May 25, 2012 No Comments

It’s like a cloud passing over the sun, and suddenly you’re out. You don’t know how you’ll answer the door [...]

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Taste Buds

First Draft: Complete!

Two Little Boys and an Orthodontist Office

Lipstick

Nearly Irreversible

Ink Device

I’d Like To Know Her.

Indeed I am.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow.

Inexcusable

Wrenching Ache of Joy

Today, Life Splashed Me with a Pool Noodle

Faith is not anesthesia.

Adventure by Definition

One Lucky Squirrel

On the Morning After

Look Who Came to the Party

To Learn to Deserve

When the Speaking Is Done

Optimal Distance

You Are Safe Now

This Book Is for You

Just. You. Wait.

You Can Do This

Let's Pretend We're Normal

And Life Comes Back