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Welcome, Friends!
In the wee hours of the morning twenty years ago, my restless baby boy and I plopped down at my desktop. There, bolstered by a few chocolate chip cookies, I started writing about Granny B and her life in the fictional town of Spring Hope, North Carolina. The time, place, and people sprang from the stories I heard at my grandmas’ kitchen tables where I learned what happened if I touched my Kool-Aid before finishing dinner, not to sweep someone’s feet, how to make cornbread taste like pound cake, and the all-purpose uses of Vaseline. Their faith, life lessons, and life’s longings shaped my parents and inspired me to write novels illustrating 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 God 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 God centered, Family focused
Walking in Tall Weeds

Walking in Tall Weeds

“All? It’s just my aunt and uncle coming, not the entire Baldwin calvary.” Dad snapped his buckle into place. His eyes connected with McKinley’s as he adjusted his rearview mirror, but in a blink, his attention returned to the road that led from the airport lot. “I don’t know why y’all persist in calling it ‘prison’ every time Aunt Juju and Uncle Lawrence come to town.”

“Because Julia persists in tellin’ me how I should think and feel. I can’t be comfortable…around my own kitchen table, no less.” Mama’s soft voice bounced off the glass.

“Not that you’re ever comfortable in the kitchen,” Dad murmured, his voice barely discernible.

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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Picture Perfect

Picture Perfect

I don't remember this photo. I believe my daddy took it one Easter Sunday morning nearly my lifetime ago. My sisters seem to be working hard to make sure I sat still long enough for him to capture this moment. They’re not the only ones who worked hard. My folks made...

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Fertile Ground

Fertile Ground

Right before Thanksgiving, Mama told me she had loved my grandmother well. Not merely a lot, but well. “I cried at her funeral, but I didn’t break down,” she said. “I knew I had done everything I could for her while she was alive.” Now, I know how much she misses my...

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There’s God in Them Thar Hills!

There’s God in Them Thar Hills!

If you look closely—as in turn the photo upside down and squint for ten minutes—you might detect what it took us eighteen laps to spot: a hill. And of course, the moment we laid eyes on it on our fifth day of walking, we felt it. Immediately. Our thighs started to...

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