I’m JM Randolph. I am an accidental stepmom. I am also a stagehand; more specifically, I mix live sound for musical theater (yes, I get paid for that). And I write.
Nothing published yet, thanks for asking. Here’s a link to my essay in the May 2013 issue of Family Circle.
In 1977 I became a writer, when at age five I wrote a gripping and moving (just ask my mother) tale about the German Shepherds that lived next door.
I became a stagehand in 1994, when I started getting enough gigs to pay my tuition without waiting tables.
I’ve been an accidental stepmom since 2006, when my boyfriend at the time got temporary emergency custody of his five children and I moved in to help out. Temporary turned permanent. We were married in 2008. I’ve always worked on my own timetable, however backwards it may be.
Being a custodial step parent is hard. Being a custodial stepmom of five whole kids is REALLY HARD. There are many helpful blogs out there that deal with how to navigate the landmines of stepparenting with grace and compassion. THIS IS NOT ONE OF THEM.
Because there’s so much hard stuff associated with being a step parent, and hard tends to get dark & depressing, I’m going to try like hell to keep this blog light. Light, yet honest. Like a good meringue. Wait, I hate meringue. Okay, like a pavlova. My husband can make a mean pavlova. Go ahead & hate.
This blog contains bits about my daily life, trying to stay relatively sane with five step kids, a husband, two puppies, and a daily commute into midtown Gotham City to the happy theater factory. Along the way I’ll include some book reviews, cause I like to read, and links to things that I like, cause I like to share the love, I’m just that way.
You can share your own love back if you want. Wait, that’s not really what I meant…
It’s high time someone embraced the virtues of half-assed step parenting. We could all use a little levity. Enjoy.