Entries by Christa

I once was lost…and mostly I still am

  Yes, this is spaghetti. But, since we moved to Houston, it’s not only what my brain resembles when I try to figure out the interstates and toll roads, it’s a pictorial representation of the damn interstates and toll roads themselves. Here’s what I needed to know as a New Orleans lifer to drive in NOLA: was […]

Are you taken for granite?

This is not a self-portrait, though sometimes I think it could be except for the straight hair. Since I’ve been gone from blog-land (which is a rather amusing  and only slightly self-serving opening considering my new novel is Since You’ve Been Gone), I’ve felt like this confused creature I saw one morning from my NOLA balcony. […]

News to Celebrate AND a Giveaway

When my children were excited about an upcoming event, they used to say they were “on nins and peedles.” Today, finally, I can banish the “nins and peedles” I’ve been experiencing for months now, and introduce you to Since You’ve Been Gone, my debut novel with Amazon’s Waterfall Press. Olivia and Wyatt have occupied space in my writer brain […]

The Upside of Down’s Syndrome

It’s now almost thirty-three years since my daughter Sarah was born…I wrote this post when she was 25. I’m sharing it today for Down Syndrome Awareness Day. Over twenty-five years ago, I couldn’t have imagined that Sarah or I would have the opportunity to write this chapter in my daughter’s life. Because of technology, I […]

The Days of Whines and Supposes

   On the three-year anniversary of my retirement  after twenty-five years of teaching English DIRECTIONS ON HANDOUT: Write an essay consisting of five paragraphs. Staple this handout to the back of your paper before submitting it. Your essay is due at the end of class. QUESTIONS TO TEACHER (ME) FROM STUDENTS: Does it really have to […]

Life Savors

Books and writing have saved my life. Not literally, of course, like being protected by a bulletproof vest of hardbacks and Anna Karenina-sized paperbacks. But they’ve been, figuratively, life preservers when I’m drowning in a sea of chaos, frustration, anger, grief or all of the above. What they’ve provided for me is a haven; a place to retreat […]