We are happy to welcome Kim Stagliano, an up-and-coming author who has been in the submission phase of this business for a short while. I met Kim a few years back in an online writing group and quickly fell for her wit and charm. We’ve since even met in person and I can tell you she’s cute, smart and sassy, on top of it all! The thing about Kim that is most impressive is that she has been dealt a really challenging hand in the parenthood department, and she has handled the hardship—and trust me, she faces endless challenges—with such incredible grace and humor, I just admire her so much for it. So please welcome Kim Stagliano, and follow some threads to read her submissions to HuffPost and and on her blog. You’ll see what I mean. Deb Jenny
Thanks to the Debutantes for inviting me to guest blog. Never one to read instructions, or follow the rules to the letter, I’m going to take the “Time Capsule” theme and add an unlikely twist. My time capsule will include some bitter pills, along with the usual happy memories, mementos of achievement, and milestone reminders. Some of the debs have written about their musical tastes for the time capsule, so I’ll follow suit.
One of my favorite performers is Stevie Nicks, of Fleetwood Mac and solo fame. I don’t wear wispy scarves or claim to be a Welsh witch. (Although my husband will tell you that I can be an Italian-Irish-Venezuelan “rhymes with witch” from time to time.) Like Stevie, I love platform boots and have big hair. One of her lyrics goes, “You cannot know the dream, until you’ve known the nightmare.” And that’s why I would include some of my life’s failures, heartaches and crushing blows in my time capsule.
If you’ve read any of my pieces on Huffington Post, you’ll know that I am “The Mom” to three beautiful girls with autism. (I’m sorry; did you just fall on the floor?) Yes, three daughters with autism. Mia is 13, Gianna turned 12 yesterday, and Bella is seven. My unusual motherhood trajectory has prepared me pretty darn well for the vagaries of publishing. When you have a child who was unable to tell you she’d broken two bones in her arm, the hurdles of writing seem like mere gnats buzzing about. That was my sweet Bella, by the way. When she was five, she fell off her bed, broke her arm, and didn’t have speech to tell me. I put her to bed and didn’t realize her arm was broken until I checked on her twenty minutes later (she was crying) and felt “two elbows.” I lost my “Mother of the Year” certificate on that one.
In remembering my dark moments, I’m able to savor even garden variety joy every day. Things that most moms take for granted are milestone moments for me. For instance, earlier this week, I asked Miss Mia to go get dressed. (I’ve always helped her through every step of dressing.) Imagine my surprise when I went into her room and found that she had pulled shorts off her shelf and put them on! It was too early for a cocktail, so I celebrated with Starbucks (plasma to the autism Mom.)
It is human nature to try to push sadness and difficulty aside, even forget it. I’m learning to embrace my tough moments, and use them as a yardstick against which I can measure my current happiness and success. So while my time capsule will include a photo of the house we moved into two weeks ago, with a gorgeous kitchen and a pool in the backyard, it will also include a snapshot of the larger, grander home we had to sell in 2005, when the double whammy of autism and unemployment nearly wiped us out financially. For every photo of my precious girls smiling, there will be a page ripped from their baby books, unmarked, as developmental milestones went unmet. Along with the photo I took of my cell phone when I got, “the call” from my agent (yeah, I really took a picture of my phone, aren’t I a dork?) there will be a stack of rejections that came first.
Yin and yang. Good and bad. Ups and downs. That’s life. And to quote another favorite singer of mine, Frank Sinatra, “You can’t have one without the other.”
Kim Stagliano is Managing Editor of www.ageofautism.com and blogs at www.kimstagliano.blogspot.com and www.huffingtonpost.com/kim-stagliano. She is represented by Eric Myers of The Spieler Agency , in New York, and her debut novel is about to go out on submission. She and her husband of 16 years live in Fairfield County, CT with their three daughters.
Managing Editor: Age of Autism dot com
kimstagliano dot blogspot dot com
huffingtonpost dot com/kim-stagliano
(There, that should fool my spamblocker!)
16 Replies to “Welcome Guest Author Kim Stagliano”
Kim, you are the epitome of Supermom. The way you face your challenges head on with grace and humor is an inspiration to so many others. Here’s to many more ups than downs for you in the future!!
p.s. good luck on submission – keep us posted, although I know you’re in good hands!
Good Luck on your booko Kim. Heading now to check out your site
Kim, thanks so much for joining us! And like Joanne said, your strength, wit, and grace are very inspiring. Best of luck with the book!!
Of course you know I think you are The Bomb, girl! Happy belated birthday to Gianna!
Welcome to the ball Kim! In my book you are mother of the year! Best of luck with the submissions!
Wow. Beautiful post, Kim. You’re right, it is important to mark the less fantastic moments in our lives too. You’re a wonderful writer and an inspiring person. My fingers will be crossed for you as your book goes on submission.
Want to tell us about the book?
“It was too early for a cocktail”
Seriously, Kim is one of the most talented writers I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing and as a fellow “mom of a child with autism” we have a bond that unites our hearts. She has *literally* made me laugh until I’ve cried (like daily) and believe me, that is an amazing feat in our neck of the woods!
Kelli Ann Davis,
Mom to Miles and Gal Pal to Kim
Is it just me or do all these links come back to this page? I was looking forward to reading some of Kim’s work. She’s a terrific writer and obviously a special person to have been chosen to raise these 3 children.
Fab post. Good luck with the book!
Suzy–I apologize–I posted this the other day b/f I left town and had Kim all linked up and everything, but then she changed something, so I just copied and pasted the replacement piece in and forgot to link her and then I went out of town and forgot all about it.
But if you go to her blog and HuffPost site (listed at the bottom of the page) you can read her stuff!
Wow, your post really puts things into their proper perspective for me. And yes, you can never really appreciate the good things you have until or unless you have experienced some not-so-good times. You’ve handled your challenges much better than I would have!
Thanks all. I’m at Grandma’s house using my Treo. I swear this is typing in .005 point!! If I can help anyone with a child with autism, I’m always available. KimStagliano@gmail.com.
Devlish Southern Belle, my road is a bazillion times easier than the mom in sub-saharan Africa who is watching her child startve to death. Or the mom in (insert war torn region here) whose child is maimed by a landmine or a rebel who chops limbs for sport. My husband had a 5 week stint of unemployment last winter – our second in 5 years – and let me tell you, facing financial ruin (autism pretty much bankrupts a family as almost nothing is covered by insurance) really gives you perspective when you survive. I might have been a tennis bitch, more concerned with Botox than alternative medicine detox, had my kids been typical. I’d like to think that I’d have been a decent sort, regardless of circumstance, but there’s no way of knowing. I do have an inner beyotch who requires occasional taming! LOL!
I loved reading this guest post by Kim! She is an amazing mother and author and I feel blessed to have come to know her through these writing groups! I cannot wait till I see her book on the shelves! I know it will happen. The chick is just way to smart, determined and talented! Not a bad combo! xoxo Stephanie aka Manic Mommy
Awesome post Kim! You are a total “deb.”
Kim–somehow I have a hard time picturing you as the botoxed tennis beyotch…
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