Welcome!
Kathy Nickerson
Author, Speaker, and Eternal Optimist
Thanks for stopping by today. I hope you find something here that will encourage you in your faith, family, friendships, and fun.
My Books
The Secret of Serendipity
Serendipity is a delicious word. Do you know what it means? More importantly, do you have it? Kara Jane…
The Marvel House
In her seventy-fifth autumn, Madge DuPree blusters into the Marvel House like a crotchety Mary Poppins…
30 Days to Glory
This is the story of Catherine Benson who longs to do One Great Thing before she dies and Elmer Grigsby who…
Rose Hill Cottage
After the death of her young husband, best-selling novelist Nora Kimble escapes New York for a summer…
About Me
Kathy Nickerson
I am loving my new home in Nebraska, where I live with my handsome husband of fifty years. We are the parents of four children who grew up to become our best friends and who have given us seventeen grandchildren, so far. My eternal optimism comes from my mother, The Nicest Woman on Earth, and from a deep faith in the God who made Light to shine from darkness.
My articles have appeared in several magazines and my books are available at Amazon.com, from this website, or by contacting me for a book event. Sign up for my email list so we can stay in touch.
We Haven’t Read the Last Page Yet
Once upon a time, somebody got the ending wrong. When my first novel was released, I did a blog tour where a bunch of generous people reviewed my book or interviewed me. It was loads of fun. Except for this one blogger. She evidently needed to rush to press. After a...
What to Do if You Get Lost in the Crowd
I once got lost at the state fair. I think I was about thirteen at the time. The country music show had just finished, and the crowd surged down from the grandstand and carried me away like driftwood on a swollen river. I thought our family was all being pushed down...
How I Handle Nostalgia (and other moody moments)
It's First-Day-of-School season. The pictures on social media are heart-meltingly beautiful. And they spin me back to the wrap-around porch on a clear August morning and four laughing children who grew up so fast it takes my breath away. The memories take me back even...