Pretty All True

Top-of-the-line regret

Kris — Tue, 14 May 2013 22:40:40 +0000

Kallan walks down the stairs and into the room where I sit reading my book. She is all softness and contrition, her posture rounded, her arms outstretched in apology, her eyes huge and sorrowful as she meets my gaze, “I’m sorry I yelled at you, Mom. I love you. I shouldn’t have yelled. I’m ...Top-of-the-line regret

Sisterly kill-ink

Kris — Tue, 30 Apr 2013 22:22:00 +0000

I wave my hand in the air, “Maj, I don’t want to hear it. I asked you guys to start packing your own lunches, and what Kallan chooses to pack is none of your concern.”

“Mother, I have valid concerns AND THEY ARE MINE!”

Kallan conceals her lunch-bag from my view and stuffs things ...Sisterly kill-ink

Nudging the ass of mothering

Kris — Fri, 26 Apr 2013 17:10:51 +0000

“Alright, Maj. Let’s get a few things straight.”

Maj waves stiff parallel arms up and down in front of her body, “Mother, I am ramrod straight. All the things are straight. Talk all you want, but the straightness of the things? I have mastered that.”

“Maj, you are getting on my nerves.”

She waves ...Nudging the ass of mothering

So I am.

Kris — Thu, 28 Mar 2013 03:23:47 +0000

That last post before I took this break was not about my frustration at not being published.

No.

I wrote about my uncertainty that blogging continues to serve a useful purpose in my life.

That.

During the last six weeks, I have written very little.

During the last six weeks, we bought a house. ...So I am.

Until then . . .

Kris — Wed, 13 Feb 2013 21:01:27 +0000

So . . .

If I write something and post it on Pretty All True, the chances of getting those particular words published anywhere else are almost zero unless I manage to get something else published first, in which case my archives might suddenly be more marketable.

To get something else published first, I ...Until then . . .