Katrina Anne Willis


Thanks for stopping by.

I hope you’ll put your feet up and stay for a while. This is, after all, a place for friends to gather. If you bring a good Cabernet? Even better.

I wrote my first “autobiography” when I was eight. It was full of roller rink escapades and the Ranger Rick Club and first loves gone woefully wrong. I thought it would be life-changing for those who read it. (I might have overestimated.)

It did, however, change my own life. Writing my story made me realize who I was and what I wanted to do with my life. It solidified, for me, the power of words.

People still get a kick out of my little orange book, now yellowing with age—especially my kids. We conduct dramatic readings of it and laugh until we cry. But I remember that little girl and her hopes and dreams. I am connected to her across so many decades with some orange construction paper and many charmingly misspelled words.

It is my hope, my intent, that the words I write now will connect me to you as well. That you’ll see something of yourself in my stories. That you’ll understand you’re not alone. That you know you can always join my Ranger Rick Club if your heart so desires.

Thanks for being a part of my journey. XOXO

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