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Kathleen Founds lives in Marina, California, and teaches English at Cabrillo College. In her spare time she forgets to water her artichokes and writes and illustrates children’s books about angst-ridden animals. She often works on her novel while her baby daughter, Violet, naps in her lap.
I have bipolar II disorder, which is characterized by rock-bottom lows interspersed with occasional bouts of manic hyperactivity. After some tweaking of my antidepressant cocktail, this maelstrom, too, will pass. I just have to lash myself to the mast and wait.
February 2022I climb back in bed, rest my head on his chest. Spooned against the warm curl of his body, I feel the damp toads sleeping in the cave of my chest awaken. One by one, they hop away.
October 2013I don’t believe in anything mystical, Ms. Freedman. Not even God. You made us build that diorama of Mount Olympus, and you made us paint that mural with unicorns and butcherbirds and sand toads. You said it was to show that books transport us to different worlds, where there are different rules, and there’s magic in everything.
September 2011Has something we published moved you? Fired you up? Did we miss the mark? We’d love to hear about it.
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