Author Archives: Kristan Higgins

I don’t remember when my sister came home from the hospital; I was only fifteen months old. In fact, I don’t remember ever being without her. Even so, I took my responsibilities as a big sister very seriously. Hilary, or … Continue reading →

…you do this instead. I admit it…I’ve had a quiet week and can’t think of a dang thing to write about. Those are actually some of the best weeks. I took a sick day (a migraine, my first and please … Continue reading →

When I was a young adult, I had a friend—Jane, not her real name. Jane was an editor at a big publishing house. Though my friend was only 26 (and I was 24), she had an incredible career. Meetings with … Continue reading →

  In GOOD LUCK WITH THAT, there is no happier time than dinner at the DeFelice family home. Mom is a great cook and delights in making everyone’s favorite dish until the table practically sags under all the food. They … Continue reading →

It’s been a busy week, hopping and bopping around the country on book tour! It’s so much fun—I love seeing you guys, and it’s such an honor and sometimes I get choked up to know that you gave me your … Continue reading →

So…it’s here! My new book is out, not without some controversy. I wrote GOOD LUCK WITH THAT for a number of reasons…to explore how interlocked body image and self-esteem are for most women. To write a book about the struggle … Continue reading →

My heart leaped this morning when the Princess said, “Mommy, will you help me with something very fun and important?” “Of course!” I answered. “Will you wax my armpits?” Oh, readers! Such joy followed those words! She had been growing … Continue reading →

I’m off to the national conference of Romance Writers of America this week, gang! I’ve never been to Colorado, and I’m wicked excited to see it. McIrish is coming to the conference this year, because he loves the Rocky Mountains, … Continue reading →

  The other day, I was at a block party, talking to a person I only see once a year or so. She’s very pleasant, and we were just chatting when her daughters came up and demanded the car keys, … Continue reading →

The heat makes me grouchy. Don’t get me wrong; I love summer, sitting on the porch morning and night. Where I live, it rarely goes above 90, and almost never above 95. We have what I call “Yankee air conditioning,” … Continue reading →