Kate Mohler

Kate Mohler
Chandler, Arizona, USA
May 03
English Instructor
Mesa Community College
I'm from Minnesota, but have lived in Wisconsin, UP Michigan, Pennsylvania, Washington State, and Alaska. Now Arizona is home. I have a B.A. in English from Bemidji State University in Minnesota (um...go Beavers!) and an M.F.A. in creative writing (Arizona State, '94). I teach English at Mesa Community College in Arizona. Besides teaching, I write, read, bond with my cats Sara and Lucy and Leo, listen to music, tackle home projects, and travel when I can. Love a good roadtrip, but always looking for a reason to fly away. I am about to purchase my first camping equipment.


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FEBRUARY 10, 2012 8:41AM

The Fourth Little Pig

I live in the house made of dust, as if the three little pigs had an evil brother whose construction efforts the wolf overlooked. After thirty years, my walls and roof have all settled sufficiently to resemble a normal house made of…

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FEBRUARY 3, 2012 5:55PM

The Heat Is On

 An old friend came to visit me yesterday—an unusually cold day in Arizona, not even 70 degrees. We sat in my warm, cozy living room drinking tea, and we would have gossiped, but since she’s in a relationship and I’m not, she has grown kids and I… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 1, 2012 9:32AM

Death By Neti Pot

I stand in front of the bathroom sink, preparing to use my new Neti Pot for the first time. Plugged sinuses have driven me to this madness. I've tried nasal spray, which works, but it leaves my inner face tight and…

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JANUARY 28, 2012 2:40PM

Pizza for Mando

A few years ago, my 74-year-old mother came down from Minnesota to help me for awhile. My gall bladder had been removed and my body was none too pleased with the situation: a surgery gone wrong. I was wracked with pain and bruised from my ribs… Read full post »

JANUARY 25, 2012 5:57PM


As I changed from my work clothes into my gym clothes today, hiding in the far corner of the locker room as usual, I noticed that my ribbed knee-high socks had left vertical lines all up and down my calves. Nice, I thought. Should’ve worn smooth ones.Read full post »

JANUARY 20, 2012 6:53PM


Mammogram: one of the least sexy words in the English language. But there I was at the imaging center this morning, bright and early at 7:45, prepared not only for that procedure but also an abdominal ultrasound, for which I had fasted. Hungry, itchy (no lotion… Read full post »

JANUARY 16, 2012 5:08PM

Not Yet a Spider

Arizona is having a particularly warm winter, but still: when I crawl into my recliner at night to watch TV, I want a blanket. I want to cuddle under the blanket, cozy and safe, and pretend that it’s cold and wintry outside, like back home in Minnesota.… Read full post »

JANUARY 13, 2012 11:49AM

Waiting for Juan

My neighbors’ house burned down two Thanksgivings ago, and they are finally able to rebuild. Like ships and true love, their insurance money finally came in. Late is better than never, right?

Now, instead of living next to the…

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JANUARY 6, 2012 6:05PM


I hate my mail-order prescription service, Express Scripts. Though I’m required to use it because it saves Big Brother at work big bucks, there is nothing at all “express” about Express Scripts. This huge pill-delivery company just happens to be located about five miles from… Read full post »

JANUARY 2, 2012 3:49PM


On Saturday, the last morning of 2011, I hated myself. It was leftover self-loathing from the night before, when I realized I had run out of our usual pet food.

I knew we were low—any pet owner should know when the supply is dwindling and it’s time… Read full post »

JANUARY 2, 2012 3:30PM

Early Money in a Small Town

My first job was plucking gray hairs off my mother’s head, nickel a hair. I was eight. She would sit on the couch and I would stand behind her, picking through her black hair for offenders. I’d find a gray one, pull it out by the… Read full post »

JANUARY 2, 2012 1:47PM

Born Without Miss

One terrible time, my parents left me at camp.
I gripped my teeth and tried to make friends.
My mom had equipped me with postcards
addressed to herself.

I hadn’t been alone or by myself for years, or so I thought.
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JANUARY 2, 2012 12:31PM

Funeral Hotdish

For my dad.

My parents are both alive and well, busier now than they were before my father retired. Much of their time is still spent guiding their children back to safe territory. They’ve driven cross-country at a moment’s notice to help one daughter climb out… Read full post »

DECEMBER 23, 2011 8:43PM

The Secret to Staying Together

Have you ever wished that your wife
didn’t have parents? That she was a leftover
test tube baby, waiting for you on a shelf,
then grown and ripened just for you
right there at the breakfast table.

But wait: an honest young girl from down the street wants to… Read full post »

DECEMBER 16, 2011 4:05PM

Tough Girl

Today was a day of spills. It began in another time zone, as most days do, when a woman who was awake earlier than I was went to her computer and posted the following on “Maybe if you got a boob job, you could keep a man.”

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DECEMBER 12, 2011 11:26AM

Late to the Party

I have always been an early-to-bedder. This trait flies in the face of every time I have danced on a bar, shimmied my butt on a dance floor, gotten married, and eaten pizza with a best friend at 2 a.m. Those were the late acts of… Read full post »

DECEMBER 12, 2011 11:22AM

My Own Jesus

I went to a Catholic school with grades kindergarten through eighth, and while Catholic schools have the reputation of sheltering their students from the harsh cruelties of real life, the only people that my school sheltered were the white boys who got expelled from public school for… Read full post »

DECEMBER 12, 2011 10:47AM

Hung Up Wet

I was doing laundry this morning…ever so carefully as usual. I picked up a damp cotton t-shirt that’s a little tight on me and snapped it hard to stretch it out. I took it by the arms and pulled them apart to accommodate my Horsewoman’s… Read full post »

DECEMBER 1, 2011 10:51AM

Not a Hobo

The third major writing unit in my version of English 101 is called “Persuasive Letter”. For this unit, students must choose a particular audience—a neighbor, for instance, or a friend—and write a letter to that person in hopes of changing his or her mind about something… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 26, 2011 9:30AM

Bearded Lady

The holiday season is here, and some of us want to look our best for all the fabulous parties we intend to host and attend. But this isn’t exactly the greatest time to lose weight—demonstrated at my house on Thanksgiving…

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NOVEMBER 19, 2011 11:02AM

Don't Blame Dallas

Since I work from home most days, I can hear any commotion going on outside: the schoolbus rumbling down my street, people on their way to work rocketing over our speed bumps, Waste Management picking up everybody’s recycling bins and dumping a thousand splendid beer cans and… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 19, 2011 11:00AM

Still Feral After All These Years

My black cat Lucy—three years old now, adopted from the pound—came to me with a confession last night.

“Yes Sweetpea?” I said as Lucy settled down on my chest as I lay in bed, trying to read a book. No more of that though: Lucy’s innocent and sweet… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 19, 2011 10:55AM


Occasionally, stories tell themselves. They sit there like gurgling babies in the background of your life; they wait for you to acknowledge them. These patient stories are alive in your memory, if you give them the time to sing out. Often though,… Read full post »
NOVEMBER 19, 2011 10:54AM

A Glint of Maybe

A student asked me yesterday if she could smoke her electronic cigarette in class. None of my standard facial expressions seemed appropriate for the situation: not my frustrated face, not my withering look, not even the one I save for when I try to appear open-minded but… Read full post »

OCTOBER 31, 2011 4:20PM


With men out of my life for the time being, the house clean and papers graded, I have no excuse to prevent me from doing yardwork. I put on my yardwork clothes: Daisy Duke shorts in case any cute guys drive by, a tight tank-top in… Read full post »