Fiction Friday, my way of forcing myself to write outside my comfort zone of non-fiction, by backing myself into a corner every Thursday night. Chapter …
December 2011
When The Boy Becomes A Man »
It’s just after midnight and if you’d driven by my house a few moments ago, you’d have seen me in my pajamas, blood up to …
My Story »
I’m Keri Riley, a backwoods mom in Ninilchik, Alaska where I shuttle 8 kids around, fighting off moose, mosquitos and middle age. My husband is …
Where I Live »
View of the Old Ninilchik Village Ninilchik, Alaska, at milepost 135 of the Sterling Highway, is a fishing village about 180 mile south of Anchorage along …
Three Small Things »
A small brush fire near my home last night brought a trooper to my door saying to prepare for the worst…the wind was taking it …
Adoption Day | Backwoods Mom
In February of this year our family grew by two when Steven and Luke came to live with us. Tomorrow morning, the 19th of December, …
A Letter To My Spouse »
I was thinking about us today. Remembering those years when you had hair and I had a waistline. Back when we sat, feet to feet …
The Shield Of Confidence | Backwoods Mom
In 2004 I graduated with a 3.89 GPA from one of the highest rated private colleges on the west coast. And I did so, while …
The Unfixable »
He was fifteen when he came to me. And even on the first day I knew he couldn’t stay. I knew it wasn’t the right …
I Remember Her »
I remember the way her hair smelled when I tucked her in under my arm. How she snuggled so close, trying to crawl back into …
I Am From… »
In school this year, Billy was assigned to create a video called, “I Am From” that told the story of who he is. Each slide …
Sixteen And Pregnant – Part Two »
I lay on top of the pale green sheets on the eighth floor of John C. Lincoln Memorial Hospital and stared out at the night. …
My Lost Boy »
Written in February, 2007… Edited in June, 2011, for confidentiality… As I step into the small room I am greeted with the smell of …
A Trip To Good News Bay | Backwoods Mom
I put in a call to a client a few years back to arrange a trip into the village of Good News Bay, Alaska, where …