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Writing Musings

Someone reminded me yesterday that we write so we don’t forget. Well, that’s one reason. There are more. Some of us write so we can forget whatever it is we’re trying to escape. Some of us write to fill our paper (physical or digital) with the thoughts that would otherwise explode out of our heads.
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Loneliness and Aloneness and The Difference

Why is it, do you think, that when I’m by myself, I never feel sad or lonely or disenfranchised? Why is it that I regularly feel each, every, all of those things when I’m with people? Am I broken? Isn’t loneliness supposed to come when we’re by ourselves? Isn’t company supposed to assuage that feeling?
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I though I knew what Busy was

Once upon a time I was a high school student with a full load of challenging classes and a job and family responsibilities and I thought I was busy. Once upon a time I was a college student with a full load of challenging classes and a job and no social life to speak of
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The Importance of Unimportant Things

As I approached the end of a couple of weeks of blessed school vacations, when the most I had to accomplish in a day was to drive a kid to the skating rink or wash a load of clothes, I started thinking about what I’d need to do every day once school restarted and I
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White Rain

White Rain, he calls it. How clever. How charming. How distinctly incorrect. Because no matter how cute you are when you describe it, it’s still spring snow. It’s still cold. It’s still dark. It still makes my feet cold. And my heart cold. And my temper quick.
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Open Letter to My Little Girl on Starting High School This Week

You’re doing it. High school. So, natch, I’m doing it – passing out advice. It’s more a list than a letter. Because you’re a busy girl and you’ve got places to go. Here are Things I Know about you starting high school. Ready? 1. Sometimes people are mean. 2. (This is WAY more important than
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I’m sorry. I’m stupid.

Once upon a time I made what I had NO IDEA was a stupid, hurtful comment to a struggling friend. She was telling me of a newly-discovered battle she was choosing to keep private – a diagnosis of a child on the autism spectrum. I said what I thought were the right (supportive) things, and
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Nourish and Flex

My words for the summer: Nourish and Flex. Physically, mentally, emotionally, socially, spiritually. This is what I want for me this summer. Nourishment and Flexion. I want to nourish me, but I also want to nourish other people. Specifically the ones who live in my house, but also other ones. A friend of Kid 2’s
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