Hi! I’m Deb!
I’m married to my best friend, Nate. Together we’ve made three weird and wonderful children, written nine books, failed to start two church communities, and helped start two more that are miraculously still alive. I lived for nearly a decade in Argentina where I learned to speak Spanish, experienced friendship and heartbreak, and got addicted to mate (mah-tey)1. Now I call Indianapolis home, and I spend my days writing books, managing the lives of teenagers, drinking even more mate, and loving on an extended community of odd but resilient humans.
1Mate is a plant grown in South America. You grind up the leaves, pour hot water over it, and drink it through a straw. It’s not a drug, just a smooth caffeine delivery system. No, that’s not it in the picture to the right. That’s Butterbeer from The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. A girl can be in love with more than one drink, after all.
Twenty-two years with this guy and that’s just the married ones. He’s still my all-time favorite person and the one I know will always have my back.
Ellie, Scott, and Lucy, who patiently put up with me writing about their lives
Nothing is more important to me than my people, and we’ve stuck together through some serious sh-t. Yeah, we swear more now. And laugh more. And pray more. Mostly, we just keep on being there. Because books can only feed one part of your soul.