Kathi Appelt

About Kathi Appelt

I was born on July 6, 1954 in Fayetteville, North Carolina. My father, Bill Cowgill, was stationed in the Army there, a member of the 82nd Airborne. He and my mother, Patricia, were both still teenagers when I made my fortuitous appearance. By fortuitous I mean that I couldn’t wait to get to the hospital and was born instead in the front seat of my father’s Ford. Waiting is still not my strong suit!

We only lived in North Carolina for a short time and then moved to El Paso, TX and finally to Houston. Both of my younger sisters, Patti and B.J., were born there, and Houston is where we grew up.

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“Purring is not so different from praying. To a tree, a cat’s purr is one of the purest of all prayers, for in it lies a whole mixture of gratitude and longing, the twin ingredients of every prayer.”
~ Kathi Appelt

“Humans are designed to be with other humans, even those with mixed blood. They need each other’s laughter. They require each other’s sorrows.”
~Kathi Appelt

“Memory is a slippery thing. When something terrible happens to you, like the loss of someone you love…memory can turn into a soft blanket that hides you from the loss.”
~ Kathi Appelt

What the Cat Dragged In

1703, 2019

One Small Sentence

I want to tell you a small part of my experience of writing Angel Thieves. To a certain extent, all of my books feel a bit slippery as they come into being, but this one was like trying to walk a dozen cats on the ends of a dozen leashes.

2002, 2019

Angel Thieves, Part 2–Achsah

So, I take setting extremely seriously. Those who have read my other novels, know that I reply upon the setting to help inform the work. So, when I set out to write this new novel, I knew that it would take place in Houston, and also that, for the most

1702, 2019

Angel Thieves, Part One

Greetings! Welcome to my new blog, “What the Cat Dragged In.” It’s been a very long time—7 years to be exact—since my last blog entry. That feels like a lifetime ago. But with the launch of this new novel, the time seemed right. Plus, there’s so much I want you

2012, 2011

The Angel Next to Me

Greetings! Several years ago, we were decorating our annual tree when I pulled out a box that was stored next to the ornaments. In it were our sons' baby shoes. Instead of neatly wrapping them back up, I decided that they needed a new life, and hung them on the