Welcome to Becca Wilhite's Author Site
Enjoy Sweet Romantic Comedy

Category: familyness

Music to my Soul

Hey, look: Here’s Kid 2. I love this girl. I love that she works hard to do the things she knows she should do. Like practicing the violin. And letting her daddy take pictures of her. That part makes us all happy. Also I love her blue fingernails. I may have been accused of thinking
Read More

“Kiss Your Face” Week: Day Four

Today? I’d like to kiss the faces of my Kids. And so I will. Times Four. (Except Kid 1 is away at a conference. And she doesn’t even read this blog. So I’ll have to do the virtual kissyface for her. But for the rest, here I go.) My Kids are fun. And smart. And
Read More

Things to be happy about today

* Rainshowers likely. I love rain in the summer. * A little stalk of bamboo growing in a half-pint jam jar on the kitchen table. * All my fingernails are the same length. * Started reading the beginning of the work-in-progress. Maybe it doesn’t completely fail. * Road trip yesterday got us more than half-way
Read More

Reaping the Benefits

I love the idea of gardening. My dad is a champion gardener, and I have decades-worth of weeding memories, eating the warm-tomato memories, corn-shucking-on-the-run memories, overwhelming zucchini harvest memories, and random other garden memories, including the time that snake slithered right over that foot. (It wasn’t my foot. But I remember the skin-crawl as though
Read More

Reading for Privileges

Because I’m the Mean Mom, the Kids have to earn their plug-in time (computer, wii, tv/movies) by reading. Minute for minute. I wondered how Kid 4 would handle this. (He occasionally grumbled when I upped his after-school reading from 20 required minutes to 30.) But guess what. Go ahead. Guess. He’s eating it up. This
Read More

All the Stuff (today)

* Update: Many thousands of new words. No new terrors transferred to the Boy. (*sigh of relief*) * Summer is upon us. At least, school is out. The weather is acting exactly like Spring, which pleases me as long as I see the sun shining now and then. Which I do. So, I’m pleased. *
Read More

Conflict (and how I hate it)

I know it’s important. No story can move without it. And I’m learning how to write it. I am. But the thing is, it gets tricky sometimes. Like this time. When the horrible consequence I wrote for my character to experience shows up in the nightmares of my baby. I did NOT read my words
Read More

Seventeen Years Ago

I said Yes. Yes to you, and your very important question. Yes to a life together, built on huge dreams and heady hopes and used furniture. Yes to the laughs and the kisses and the hand-holding, And the game playing, and the movies. Yes to the budgets and the bills and the wishing. Yes to
Read More