An interview with Robin Tidwell


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RTidwellRobin’s writing career began at the age of eight, when her grandmother insisted she read Gone with the Wind before taking her to see the movie. Inspired by Margaret Mitchell, she began scribbling little booklets of stories, and was the editor of her elementary school newspaper and a columnist in high school. She submitted a short story to Seventeen magazine and was promptly rejected, but still keeps a copy of the manuscript in her desk.
Robin has worked as a snack bar cook, a salad prepper, a camp counselor, a waitress, a receptionist, a housekeeper, a freelancer, an editor, and an employment consultant and manager. She’s also been in car sales, skin care sales, cookware sales, advertising sales, and MLM. She’s owned and operated an entrepreneurial conglomerate, a cleaning service, an old-time photography studio, a bookstore, and a publishing house.

Six years ago, Robin and her husband Dennis moved back to…

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Prep Tuesday—What’s Happening Now


Last Monday, a new listing came on the market—absolutely perfect, at least online. Forty acres, an old, historic schoolhouse, a well and pump, and adjoining a national forest.

Ah . . .

By Wednesday, there was a contract on it. Dammit.

I’m still hopeful, but we’d planned to see it on Sunday, assuming the contract had not yet been accepted, however, there was a glitch:

Wednesday afternoon, my father-in-law was coming home from grocery shopping and took a spill. He ended up lying in his garage for 28 hours, and it was just an accident that my brother-in-law happened to be trying to reach him. He’s spent the last few days in the hospital, recovering, and is expected to move to rehab early this week. After that, we’ll see.

He’s 86 years old, lives alone, and usually manages pretty well. But I think the time has come for him to rethink his options—actually, the time came a few years ago, but he’s kind of stubborn. Ha. Understatement of the year . . .

And no, nothing broken, just bad bruising and of course he’s really shook up. My husband went down there on Thursday and has been with him since, heading home today.

But, we have plans later this week to see that property, again, if it’s still available, and one other that seems promising, in the same area.

Of course, we’ll have to play everything by ear at this point, as my father-in-law’s situation is still kind of up in the air . . .