About Kathy

I’m a former teacher, former librarian, former paralegal, and former pianist at various small churches desperate for someone who could find middle C.

I read and write. I am open to other pursuits, including part-time or temp work, but the reading and writing are compulsive in nature and can’t be stopped. I’ve done some painting in oils and acrylics. I also like to name things. I have two cats and one husband.

I grew up in a small town (population ~ 150 in 1960) on the San Marcos River in Central Texas, where pickups were for hauling hay and kids and horses, guns were for killing the occasional rattlesnake, Miss Pedula the milk cow grazed by the roadside, and a dear old gentleman sold double-dip ice cream cones for a nickel.  Old ladies played dominoes on front porches in the afternoons, and old men gossiped on benches outside the post office. There were still horned toads and lightning bugs, and mosquitoes were about one-tenth the size they are now. In 1983, my parents finally installed working locks on the doors.

Life was good. I would like to have the mosquitoes and the nickel ice cream and the old people back. A few things, however, are best left behind.

All of it provides grist for my word mill.

*Here’s the rest of what Gertrude Stein wrote:

“One of the pleasant things those of us who write or paint do is to have the daily miracle. It does come.”

Photographic evidence

40 thoughts on “About Kathy”

    1. You’re welcome. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to comment. I’ve been righteously indignant since reading about the Huck Finn situation. Now that I’ve had my say, I might be able to stop grousing around the house. I never received any negative reactions when I was teaching Huck; if I’d taught in a different place, I might view the changes more positively.

      I enjoy reading Writers Who Kill. I keep up with it through the Guppy list. I hope you’ll include more of your father’s memoir. My father fought in the Battle of the Bulge but didn’t speak about his experiences.

  1. Surfing the waves of the web I am pleasantly stranded in this beautiful blog.

    I write under the pseudonym of Josè Pascal (a descendant of the great Colonel Aureliano Buendía).

    I invite you to visit my italian writing blog parolesemplici.wordpress.com. I define this blog “In parole Semplici” as a “virtuacultural tin” box where they are guarded thoughts, memories, images, sounds, and simple stories. ”

    If you want to participate and to have more informations send me a letter to inparolesempli@gmail.com

    Good life and I hope to soon
    Josè

    1. Jose,

      Thank you for your comment. I like your blog. The idea of a “virtuacultural tin box” is intriguing. If I have anything suitable, I will let you know.

  2. Hi Kathy,

    I was awarded the Liebster Blog Award, and you were one of the five blogs I wished to pass the award along to! You can read more about it on my blog.

    Many thanks,

    A.A. Trivedi

  3. Kathy, you are a true creative and it’s no surprise that you are a former librarian. ;) I enjoy your words (everywhere on this blog) and love seeing your cats! I’m presenting you with The Versatile Blogger award. Congratulations! http://wp.me/p1VCzf-6O

  4. Thank you so much! I’m honored to receive the Versatile Blogger Award and will be passing it along asap. I believe we have much in common–except the sewing and cooking. I’m about to throw myself into another bout of physical activity but have to procrastinate some more first. I like to say blogging keeps me fluent with words, but, as you point out, it may be a way of procrastinating. At least we look busy.

  5. Love your description of where you grew up. From age 14 to 21, I lived in a similar setting where the cows and chickens outnumbered the human residents. I’d add one obligatory resident – the World-Almanac-of-Misinformation, the town gossip. Thanks for visiting my blog.

  6. Hi Kathy,
    I noticed your blog when I was browsing another blog – you’d written a comment and I was interested to find out more about you.

    Really enjoying the descriptions of your life and childhood in the Texas area. My friends are moving there from Wisconsin very soon, so that’s one reason it interests me. But, I’m also a writer and my second short book is set in Texas. It’s a thriller with a very dark storyline so it might not necessarily appeal to someone who grew up there! But, I just thought I would let you know that your blog is really fascinating to me for many reasons. Thanks!

    Have a great festive holiday!
    Kind wishes,
    Amaya

  7. Hi Kathy, love your “story” and the Stein quite, which reminds me of the title of Brenda Ueland’s great book, “If You Want to Write”! Thanks for “liking” my blog!

    1. Hi, Sandra. I read Ueland’s book years ago and should probably read it again. It’s good therapy. Thanks for visiting and comment. I hope you’ll come back.

  8. Hi Kathy,
    I live in Athens- Greece now but I used to live in Houston- Texas in the seventies.
    Your descriptions of your home town brought to me memories when I first moved to the house we bought in Houston and in the first week all neighbors came to welcome us ,bringing a little welcome present.
    I was so happily surprised being from another country and not knowing many people.
    Best Wishes
    Georgia.

  9. Hi, Kathy. I saw that you liked my blog, so I checked yours out. If you want to read a funny blog, google “Following Senseless Language Rules to Avoid Criticism.” If you can’t find it, google “MarilynHudsonTucker.com” and look at the list of articles. Also, where do you live now? We have several great writing groups in San Antonio. I would love to invite you to one.

  10. When I originally commented I clicked the “Notify me when new comments are added” checkbox and now each time
    a comment is added I get three emails with the same comment.
    Is there any way you can remove me from that service? Many
    thanks!

    1. I’m sorry you’re being bombarded with emails. I don’t know whether I can remove you, but I’ll see what I can do. And if I’m not successful, I’ll report the problem to WordPress. Thank you for letting me know about this, and thank you for visiting.

  11. Kathy I enjoyed your to write is to write is to write blog. What interested me most was family names. Do you have any information on Maud, Joe, Frank Waller? I come from a line of Wallers too. Hoping you can help me. Thank you, Patsy Power Young

    1. Patsy, it’s good to hear from you. I don’t know how much this will help, but Frank Waller was my grandfather; he was about 78 when he died in 1962. A snapshot of him taken about 1953 appears at http://whiskertips.wordpress.com/2009/05/14/dad/. I believe he was named for his uncle Frank Waller. His father was Edward Pettus Waller; his mother was Ophelia Graham Waller. They lived in Fentress, Texas (Guadalupe and Caldwell Counties) for most of their lives. They had seven children, some of whom were born in West Texas, I believe.

      My oldest uncle was Joe Waller. He was born in 1911, lived most of his life in Fentress, TX, and died in 1986.

      My paternal grandmother was Vida Maud[e] Woodward Waller; she died in 1920 at the age of 30. She was called Vida.

      One of my cousins has done considerable genealogical research. If you’re interested, I can send you his email address.

      Kathy

  12. Kathy, you failed to promote your own reading at the Texas Writer’s League reading in Alpine last week. I now see, or rather hear your voice on the page, and see why your voice resonated so clearly last week for all of us other writers. I enjoyed your blog about the trip to Alpine and your episodes of missteps and mistakes. Especially, since I misplaced an envelope of money that I didn’t find until the end of the week and of course, you will recall, me misplacing my wedding band and finding it in a bag of trash in my room. We seem to share a simple case of errance or mistakes that become our misadventures and in that is our story. Enjoyed your blog and your voice as always, Kathy. I’ll be back.

    1. Okay, here I am, nearly five months after the fact, and I’m replying to comments in the moderation list, which I often forget is there, and I find your comment and read the first couple of lines, which are very kind, and I think, Oh dear, here’s someone from my class, and I don’t know who it is, how terrible, and then I get to “misplacing my wedding band,” and go AHA! The wedding band. I remember you well and was glad the ring episode ended happily. If I didn’t have my mistakes, I don’t know what I would write about. Didn’t you also have us up and doing some exercises to help us wake up and focus? I’m so pleased to hear from you and so sorry I took so long in replying. I hope your writing and your other work are going well. I found your blog and will be rummaging around in it.

  13. My brother Bob and I are reminiscing lately about living and enjoying Fentress beginning 1952 through 1960 when we were many years younger. We were searching for images and discovered your postings.

    My Grandparents Joe & Laura Waller lived and worked in Fentress for most of their lives and moved to retire in Sun City, California around 1979.

    Bob and I did not live in Fentress only came to spend several summers there as we lived in Irving, TX.

    We moved to San Diego in 1960 when our parents were transferred by the US Navy. Paul and Dorothy Harbaugh. Time and distance got in the way of us visiting Fentress but never the memories of good times. Later around 1975 took my wife and young daughter on road trip to Fentress to visit.

    We had always lived in the city and going to spend time in Fentress was always big fun.

    If we are accurate your father is Joe Waller’s brother Bill, if so we are relatives by marriage.

    Have few pictures of us from 1955. #1 You, Bob and Tom front porch Laura and Joe’s house we had been swimming in the river that day.

    #2 Frank Waller Bob and Tom on horse. Laura and Joe’s 1949 Pontiac in background.

    1. Hi, Tom. I haven’t forgotten, I’m just very slow getting around to things. I remembered that you lived somewhere near Dallas, because at least once we dropped Aunt Laura off there when we were on the way to visit my grandmother in Dallas. Yes, Bill was my father. Do you remember Uncle Joe’s dump truck? For some reason, that truck was very important to me when I was a small child. And Aunt Laura’s toy box, which kept me busy in the living room floor for years. I’ll call soon, promise.

  14. Kathy, I found your blog by accident when you liked my comment about the map missing on WordPress’s updated stat page. I really like your blog, and I LOVE your flag counter! Where did you get that?? Thanks for writing, Caren

    1. Hi, Tokoni. It’s nice to meet you, too. Thanks for letting me know about your blog–I love poetry. Thanks also for visiting and following my blog. I look forward to reading Beautiful Insanity.

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