November is National Novel Writing Month– who knew? So, I find it apropos that this month is the one year anniversary of True North having arrived on my doorstep in ACTUAL book form courtesy of our fabulous UPS man, Ted Russell, and AuthorHouse Publishing. Four times of year, I receive a report from their marketing… Continue reading My Gift for You Today: Non-Election- Related Light Reading
Greta, age 5, has put together in her brain that babies are made by God and Mother Nature, and they grow in moms’ bellies across the universe. Totally makes sense. I am comfortable with her believing this for the time being. Carver does not yet care where babies come from, unless they are baby… Continue reading The Holy Trinity: God, Mother Nature, and Patrick Swayze
Let’s talk about this picture. I’m honored, truly, to have been brought along to college in any way, shape, or form. But then to be placed lovingly and respectfully next to a book about Obama and a leather bound journal TO WRITE IN with some newly sharpened old school, hard core pencils is just plain… Continue reading A New School Year: the Trouble and Triumph of Transition
I apologize for the grainy quality of this photo, and if you aren’t blinded by the red terrycloth shorts on the super stylish far right circa 1983, you’ll note a beautiful young woman in pink. This is my cousin, Michelle, who passed away from pediatric leukemia maybe a year or two after this picture… Continue reading Thank you Pan Mass Challenge Cyclists!
Between the college student who raped the young woman and hasn’t taken responsibility for his actions and the open season hate crimes on the LGBT crowd at Pulse, a gay dance club in Orlando, I am sad. This kind of senseless violence has left me feeling like I need to arm myself with more information… Continue reading The Violence Against Humanity is Killing Me
This is Miss Seidel, my first grade teacher. We meet for lunch once or twice a year about halfway between where we both live. Yesterday was one of those moments we live for as teachers, when a student returns to say thank you, only I was on the student end. I was able to give… Continue reading Once a Teacher, Always a Teacher…
It’s Friday morning at school and minus 1 degree as I stand here at my post for waving duty. I stand at the stop sign at the front entrance of my school to make sure parents stop at the stop sign and don’t run over any students in the crosswalk. Thank you for stopping at… Continue reading Thinking about Choice while Standing in -1 Degrees
I love this photo for many reasons- kids are eating leftover snowman noses. Greta can’t see out of one eye because her hat is pulled down so far. We just happen to have a spare pair of wheels so the Daddy snowman can be authentic. No one is really concerned about how the rest of… Continue reading Identity Crisis
No, this is not our New Year’s miracle– Geoff cannot walk again. But what it is really is quite cool. This is a standing bar, bequeathed to me, well, Geoff actually, by my Uncle Gordon, who passed away almost two years ago this March. I reference a character like Gordon in True North– to be honest,… Continue reading Surprise: It’s a Standing Daddy!
The Kirkus Indie Review reports: English teacher Krill addresses engaging what-if questions about parenthood in her debut novella. Elizabeth and Andrew conceive their children via in vitro fertilization due to a spinal cord injury that Andrew received as a teenager. After their two children, Michelle and Stephen, are born, the couple faces the decision of… Continue reading The Kirkus Indie Review (my first official literary criticism)
Heather Ehrman Krill 