Author Archives: Heidi Stauff throughsinaisand

About Heidi Stauff throughsinaisand

Ultimately ending up in Atlanta, Heidi's creative impulses followed many paths. She delivered middle-class, white-girl, angst to tens and twenties of Generation-Xers through the now defunct rock-band, Belljar. She designed hundreds of dresses for Disney-bound little girls. She birthed two babies she now homeschools, lost and then found her faith again, and writes about all of it in her free time: which is usually after midnight with a glass or three of wine.

the permanence of earth

She stands and stares out the window at the spot in the woods, unable to comprehend the permanence of the earth separating them, or how here can change to gone somewhere between breakfast and lunch without her knowing. She churns it over in her … Continue reading

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thanks for making Objects of Pleasure #1

You can still download “Objects of Pleasure” free on Amazon for a couple more days. Thanks for making it number one in its category!  Please leave a review if you like it! I need them!!  click here for the free download

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Objects of Pleasure, now free for a limited time.

  I published my story, Object of Pleasure, and it’s free for a limited time on Amazon. If you like it, could you please leave a review? Thanks! click here

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“Vessels of Wrath” free for a limited time.

    I published two books (both are short reads) and my newest one, “Vessels of Wrath” is free for a limited time on Kindle. If you read one and like it, please leave me a review and share with … Continue reading

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On Forsaking the brethren

Concerned relatives warned me not to but I grew tired  like a tree  falling in the forest  when no one is around to hear it each time left with less  than I started with until now there is nothing  but … Continue reading

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Fallen

I’ve been here before when I was younger  and still ricocheted off the concrete. Now, I lie like a stone and calculate the risks in standing back up, of leaving the permanence of pavement, and joining the long line of … Continue reading

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On not being Dutch

  Taped to the sides of their metal desks lists on pink post-its written in sixth-grade-girl-bubble-hand  names of golden-haired girls all starting with Vander Vanderzee, Vanderbaan, Vanderbeek, Vansomeren. The friend list I never made having hair and eyes the color … Continue reading

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