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Welcome, Friends!

In the wee hours of the morning nearly twenty years ago, my restless baby boy and I plopped down at my desktop. There, inspired by my family history and bolstered by a few chocolate chip cookies, I started writing about Granny B and her life in Spring Hope, North Carolina. Now, at the time, I didn’t know this town was a real dot on the map. The time, place, and people in my fictional world just sprang from the stories I heard when I visited my grandmas. At their kitchen tables I learned what happened if I touched my Kool-Aid before I finished my dinner, not to sweep someone’s feet, how to make cornbread taste like pound cake, and the all-purpose uses of Vaseline. They also showed me how God’s power and grace led them to care for their large families after their husbands were long gone, rearing children who became business owners, college graduates, ministers, parents, and grandparents themselves. Their faith and those superstitions, life lessons, and life’s longings all worked together to shape my parents. They also inspired me to write A Long Time Comin’, my debut novel that illustrates man’s timeless love affair with God. And if you need to know how Jesus’ love pursues me even as I stand at the kitchen sink, bake chicken casserole, and homeschool my children, follow my blog, Mommy, Concentrated, or sign up for my newsletter. So, consider yourself at home. Stay a while!

Blessings!

Robin
Jesus centered, Family focused

Welcome, Friends

In the wee hours of the morning nearly twenty years ago, my restless baby boy and I plopped down at my desktop. There, inspired by my family history and bolstered by a few chocolate chip cookies, I started writing about Granny B and her life in Spring Hope, North Carolina.

Now, at the time, I didn’t know this town was a real dot on the map. The time, place, and people in my fictional world just sprang from the stories I heard when I visited my grandmas. At their kitchen tables I learned what happened if I touched my Kool-aid before I finished my dinner, not to sweep someone’s feet, how to make cornbread taste like pound cake, and the all-purpose uses of Vaseline. They also showed me how God’s power and grace led them to care for their large families after their husbands were long gone, rearing children who became business owners, college graduates, ministers, parents, and grandparents themselves.

Their faith and those superstitions, life lessons, and life’s longings all worked together to shape my parents. They also inspired me to write A Long Time Comin’, my debut fiction novel that illustrates man’s timeless love affair with God. And if you need to know how Jesus’ love pursues me even as I stand at the kitchen sink, bake chicken casserole, and homeschool my children, follow my blog, Mommy, Concentrated, or sign up for my newsletter.

So, consider yourself at home. Stay a while!

Blessings!

Robin
Jesus centered, Family focused

ABOUT Me

Though we’ve lived up and down the East Coast, Hubby and I sprouted from Southern soil and will always be rooted in North Carolina. The South flavors our faith, our family, and my fiction—not to mention my food.

Since I started my editorial career more than twenty years ago, we’ve added seven not-so little people to our happy homeschooling family.

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A Son Is Given

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Sipping from the Saucer

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Scrolling through old family pictures reminded me of that Christmas we learned that Number Six was on the way. Hubby and I were wide eyed. We asked ourselves, “How did this happen?” All we could do was shake our heads. In fact, now that I think about it, we’d shaken...

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Grace Under Covers

Grace Under Covers

This morning, all I can think about is this old nursery rhyme I used to read to Crusader: “Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown, Tapping at the window and crying through the lock, Are all the children in their bed, for now...

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