One of these days I’m going to write a book. Not another novel. A book about when God calls you to something that is light years outside your comfort zone. I have a lot to say about it. I’ve been writing stuff down everyday—good things, bad things, encouraging things, real things. In fact, I wrote
I got in trouble this week. Ok, maybe “trouble” is a strong word. I got “talked to.” I’m not a big spender. I’m really not. But it’s October—the Slaughter family’s favorite month of the year. We go big in October—fall décor, fun baking projects, (and the really big one) coordinated Halloween costumes. (We start planning
1. Do you make a habit of telling your child to take a shower then fail to provide his towel? To those parents who intentionally leave this obligation unfilled . . . have you no sense of duty? You argue your child should have gotten the towel himself but forgot? Well he would forget, now
God as my witness, I have never shared what I’m about to share with another person. Not Matt. Not my best friends. No one. Before you go thinking I robbed a bank in college or am about to confess to burying a body in the backyard, you need to know what I “did” won’t land me
There are moments in life you just never forget. Faces, smells, sounds, spoken words. Those moments don’t happen often. But when they do, you cherish them. You hold them in your heart and carry them around with you and pull out the memories when you need a reminder that you are loved . . .
Today is the ten year anniversary of my grandma’s death. I wanted to write something about it here–to share something of her with you. I’ve been thinking on it a lot. Then I remembered several years ago, on the four year anniversary, I wrote her a letter. I searched and searched, and finally found it
A View from There releases on Tuesday, September 8th, and it’s time to celebrate! Consider yourself invited to the party! We took our inspiration for the event straight out of the pages of A View from There, and I promise, it’s going to be a fun, southern-themed evening for all. There will be books available
I’ve spent a lot of time on my knees, clutching the manuscript to A View from There. Years. And Years. And Years. Breaking into the publishing world is brutal. People tried to convince me to self-publish, (which can absolutely be a great thing), but I held out for something traditional. It was a tall order. Then
A few years ago, my oldest, Belle, who was ten at the time, was getting ready in her bathroom with the door locked. I was in the kitchen making dinner, and I kept hearing my son, Jeb, who was five back then, knocking incessantly on the bathroom door. He didn’t need to use the bathroom or
One might think family members would give an author her best promotional material. One might need to think again.
