1973 • From the beginning: a well-behaved rule-follower with a hearty appreciation for trouble.
1975 • Me with my cowgirl mom on our family’s Texas ranch.
1977 • Kindergarten. I remember learning to read and thinking, “This is so hard.”
1979 • Sisters. I’m the one missing a tooth and thinking deep thoughts.
1979 • With my fabulous grandmother, who I adored.
1980 • Yes, that’s ketchup down the front of my dress. One of my signature moves.
1981 • Out at the ranch.
1984 • Middle school. Enough said. Fast-forward.
1987 • The Sylvia Plath-slash-Molly Ringwald year.
1992 • Vassar College. By far The Best Photo of Me Ever Taken.
1993 • Kind of a tough guy.
1994 • Won the Vassar College Fiction Prize and got Distinction on my thesis, a novella (here, with my beloved teacher Beverly Coyle).
That was some LIPSTICK, huh?
1994 • Met this terrifically kind-hearted guy (& married him few years later). Also: Got a fellowship to the University of Houston’s Creative Writing Program, and moved home to Texas.
2003 • Did some very impressive creative work that year.
(2004 • Wrote a novel. Don’t have any photos, but it bears mentioning. Had, “Sell novel!” on to-do list, but then . . .)
2005 • . . . made another very high caliber baby instead.
2006 • First attempt at an author photo.
2007 • Second attempt.* When I got home, I had so much make-up on, my kids said, “Mama! What happened to your face?!”
2013 • Every year, I go on a Girls’ Weekend with my mom and sisters.
- 2010 • This is how I write. Type it all in, print it all out, then scribble the heck all over it.
- 2013 • Sometimes when I have a long way to go on a book, I make a color chart, just for fun.
2013 • I do a lot of mama-stuff, but I do plenty of authorly things, too. Like school book fairs–
–and speaking at luncheons–
–and drinking fancy coffees—
–and painting words from my books on friends’ bodies (that’s Jenny Lawson, by the way)–
- –and, every now and then going to a fancy People Magazine book party on a rooftop in New York.
But mostly I goof around at home, and I just keep trying like heck to make the most of my one sweet, ordinary, utterly magical life.
*Author photo by Brett Chisholm.
Cafe photo by Karen Walrond.
Photo of Jenny Lawson by Jenny Lawson.