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

Category: rambles

Exhaust

I just read a one-sentence story about exhaustion by a writer who has suffered a fairly major illness. I realized that for all the times I talk about tiredness, I probably don’t know anything. I have been sleepy (I’m kind of always sleepy after the sun goes down – thank goodness I don’t live in
Read More

I Was Never Abandoned

My parents never left me anywhere. Once upon the late seventies, a two-car, two-family caravan mixup resulted in leaving my cousin Rebecca (not to be confused with my sister Becky or, you know, me) at Peking on Fresh Pond (a restaurant where they left the head on the fish, ack) in the environs of Boston,
Read More

Saving (Disney Movies’) Reputations

Over Christmas break, we took all our little family to see SAVING MR BANKS. I’d seen multiple postings of an article (on FaceBook, which I know is bad for me but I just can’t seem to quit) telling how the Thinking Public should boycott this film because it employed irresponsible storytelling tactics. I read the
Read More

Noted

I know. Life is happening. And I want you to know that I’ve noticed That even though you’re managing to do all the things You have to do, that you’re not doing any of them Particularly well. I’ve noticed, and everyone else has noticed, too. And we’re all surviving the fact. These 242 words are
Read More

Wishings

I’m wishing some wishes lately. I’m wishing this: that my kids know how much I like their company (even though it seems SO OFTEN like I’m telling them to hurry up or to get to bed or to hustle out to the car). And this: That I could be better at phone conversations. They are
Read More

The Most Recent FAQ

How’s teaching going? Are you okay? I am loving this teaching gig. I seriously believe that I teach the 200 most brilliant, delightful sophomores in the whole world. They are lovely people. They have fine, fine ideas. They are almost all kind to each other. They smile when they come to class. At least half
Read More

Shall We Discuss Virginia Woolf?

Oh, Virginia. I tried to love you, back in my younger days. I read something of yours that someone suggested and I didn’t get it and I moved away, like you were some strange spicy curry that my thoughts weren’t ready to taste and enjoy. But today, today you have filled my whole soul up
Read More

Probably I’d Like to Not Be A Nazi.

Sometimes people are just a little too. You know? Just a little too. Too angry, too awesome, too obsessive, too perfect, too clever, too moody, too gorgeous, too eager, too sure, too ridiculous. I think I’d like to be just enough. Of all those things. And all the other things. I was reading a mass-marketing
Read More