On The Road to Libraries, Book Festivals, and Pain Flares

It has been a whirlwind of a month since THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM(TLCB) was published (I just need to pause a moment here, because every time I realize I’m actually a published author, I get giddy and giggle-okay I can continue now)🙂. I’ve spent a lot of time doing guest blog posts, sending emails to various schools, book festivals, and submitting conference proposals.

And two weeks ago we took TLCB on the road to attend the Mid-South Book Festival held in Memphis, Tennessee.magic school bus

On our way to the Mid-South Book Festival, we stopped in a little town named Ripley. My very dear friend Robin, (well she is more like a member of my family now), arranged for me to do a signing and presentation at the Lauderdale County Library. I hadn’t seen her since my mom passed away nearly two years ago. It was my first time visiting Robin in Ripley and it was a visit long overdue. The town may have been small but the southern hospitality was tremendous. Every single person was so welcoming and excited for me and my book. It was a wonderful, albeit, much too quick visit.


The next day we headed to Memphis for the Mid-South Book Festival. Now, my mom was a huge Elvis fan. In fact, when she first discussed moving to NC, she wanted to know just how many hours away we were from Graceland! She became a fan when LOVE ME TENDER first debuted in Japan. She waited in a huge line with her Elvis shoe laces on her shoes, and then stayed all day and night to watch every single showing. So watching Elvis movies and listening to his music together were some of my fondest memories with her. But because it reminded me too much of her, I hadn’t listened to his music since she passed away.

But, knowing this, how could we be in Memphis and not visit Graceland? I had been having leg pain from the drive, and was walking slowly. However, there were many benches and the tour is not that long(Graceland is surprisingly small), so I got through it okay.img_20160921_185004944

My mom would have loved it there. I got teary eyed when I first heard one of her favorite Elvis songs, but it brought me happy memories of her singing along to it.

The next day was the Mid-South Book Festival. I participated in my first author panel(Yay!) I was extremely nervous. But I brought my entourage (my husband, my friend Robin and her daughter Katelyn) with me, so I’d have at least three people in the audience that knew me.🙂 The three middle grade authors on the panel with me were fantastic.  The moderator asked questions that I could answer easily and sound like I knew what I was talking about.🙂 A little over an hour later, I could relax and celebrate with an ice cream sundae. The only bummer was that my book was on backorder, so it couldn’t be sold at the festival. But it was on back order because the first printing sold out, so I can’t complain about that!


(with Barry Wolverton,Sonia Gensler, Alice Faye Duncan)

We drove back home on Sunday, and I spent the next 11 days in my room with a pain flare up. So I’m learning the valuable lesson of pacing myself. After 15 years with RSD you’d think I would have that pacing thing down pat. But, my type A personality tried to kick in again and it is a frustrating battle that I lose most of the time. This was definitely one of those times.

But while I was stuck in bed surrounded by crispy rice treat crumbs on my comforter, I spent some time researching various venues to market THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM. Right before I left for Memphis, I found out that I won the Honor Award for the Society of  Children’s Book Writers & Illustrators Book Launch Grant!! I was beyond ecstatic!celebration hooray pokemon yay

My hope is to present my mother’s story to various Japanese societies, schools, and nuclear disarmament organizations. Because of this grant I will be presenting to Peace Action Staten Island, and am working on a presentation date at the Japanese Embassy in Washington DC in the Spring! Between now and then I will be practicing my pacing skills. I’ve heard that crispy rice treats & a little chocolate really helps with that….



Do you remember this phrase as the first words when Frosty the Snowman first came to life from wearing the magician’s hat? Frosty was in awe and wonder at the world around him. Well, that was exactly how I felt when I woke up last Tuesday, August 2nd!!

Over the past six years and especially this last year I imagined how rewarding it would feel to see my name on a published book. But when my advanced, finished author copy came in the mail, all of my senses switched to overload. Except the sense of taste – I may eat my words from time to time, but not the ones on a printed page.🙂

Feeling the weight of the hardcover book in my hands, seeing my name on the beautifully, haunting book cover, and the wonderful new book smell was intoxicating. The sound I heard – my mom’s voice the day she told me how much she loved the book. How amazed she was that people would want to read her story. And how much pride and love for me she felt because I did that for her, for her Papa.

The day began with wonderful emails, tweets, Facebook posts congratulating me and wonderful reviews for THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM. Later Tuesday afternoon, we went to visit Main Street Books in Davidson where my launch will be (This Saturday 13th 1-3pm) to see multiple copies of my book on display.

BEYOND AMAZING(A gazillion times better than I imagined)!


After I took pictures (and made my husband and daughter take many pictures) I felt like skipping out of the store-not that I can skip, but you get the idea.

However, the icing on the cake (which would be chocolate, if you were wondering) moment happened just as we were about to walk out the door. A man came in and asked the clerk for a book his daughter pre-ordered, Yup, you know what’s coming…THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM!!!!!

I whirled around and exclaimed, “That’s MY book!!!” (cue wide goofy grin and sudden downpour of confetti).confetti He told me his daughter is planning to come to my book launch—did I mention it is this Saturday, the 13th in Davidson, NC? – I digress. He also said his she would have wished she came with him. So I asked what every writer dreams of asking…” Would you like me to sign my book? “spongebob excited

So, on the day my book was released into the wild, I signed my first autograph!!! Thank you, Lillian!! I pretty much floated out of the bookstore!

At the end of that magnificent day, I realized I hadn’t felt such true happiness or have my cheeks aching wonderfully from smiling  in a very, very long time. A piece of me is so happy that even though, I have such physical pain and at times feel betrayed by my body, my brain still worked. But the rest of me feels so gratefully, joyfully blessed, because people will read my mom’s story and learn about the events in her life that shaped her into the bravest woman I’ll ever know. Her bravery – only surpassed by her love for her family.

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As most of you know, I cared for my mom during the last few months of her illness. During that time, in addition to my emotional concerns I still had to assist in making sound decisions for her medical care. A major part of that meant knowing about her illness and knowing the right questions to ask. Although I do love to research, when it came to her illness, I did it but hated it. However, when you have a loved one who is ill you need to have someone be there advocate. The only one who can be sure papers get signed, test results get faxed to the specialist, and that the hospital respects the patient’s wishes to not have a certain test or procedure, falls to the caregiver.

I have a wonderful friend, Joan Edwards whom I met through Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) Carolinas. Her previous book, FLIP FLAP FLOODLE, and her work in progress, LARRY THE TERRIFYING TURKEY are children’s books.

However, I recently read her latest book, JOAN”S ELDER CARE GUIDE (4RV publishing April 2016). Joan’s book would have been so helpful to me when my mom was ill. JOAN’S ELDER CARE GUIDE is more than a wonderful reference compendium, it supplies inspiration. Joan wrote this book after 14 years of taking care of her own mother, Ethel.joancover

The very first sentence of her book says it all “The purpose of this book is to empower you and your elder to be happy while you care for her at home, in a hospital, or in a living facility.”

Joan’s book isn’t just about caring for your loved one, but also for the one taking care of the elderly person. Being a caregiver herself, she realized that a caregiver is the one less likely to focus on themselves and push through the situation at hand. I bet many of you are nodding your head in agreement.

The caregiver also can be plagued with questions that replay in their head such as: “Did I do the right thing? What will I do as her illness progresses?“ Or, “Should I have been able to prevent the horrible day my sick loved one had?” Having been in that situation myself, her advice brought consolation: “Love and accept yourself as you are right at this moment. Accept that even with the best planning in the world, unwanted experiences can happen again.”


Joan has been the voice of inspiration for so many of us in SCBWI, during our writing journey. In fact, I wouldn’t have my blog without her guidance. Joan is a retired elementary school teacher. She has given numerous presentations at our SCBWI Carolinas conferences as well as other writing conferences. Now she can inspire and educate caregivers.

Joan gives practical solutions and appendices with charts that can be used when you take your loved one to the doctors or to leave detailed plans for other caregivers for respite care- so you can recharge. As well as for assessing and recording the elder’s needs and capabilities.

Knowledge gives you power. Joan gives a list of questions such as: “Why is she taking these medications? Are there side effects? Will insurance cover them?” There are times in the doctor’s office that if I didn’t have questions written out ahead of time, I would forget to ask.

What I also loved about this book was that she made sure that you keep the reactions and concerns that your loved one has in the forefront. They physically may rely on you and may even want you to make their medical decisions, but they still have a right to understand the care plan or express their concerns.

Sometimes a caregiver can be so wrapped up in making sure their loved one’s needs are met physically one can forget to include them in the discussions. She reminds readers to take moments to just be with each other, laugh with each other—it energizes both the patient and the caregiver. Joan used her personal examples such as how she used to sing childhood songs with her mother to calm her, as well as herself.

The last few chapters deal with hospice, end of life, and ways to celebrate the elder’s life. She discusses these delicate yet critical issues. Joan not only gives the reader valuable information, but comfort as well.

Because I had a background in health care administration, when my mom was ill, I knew what to look for, how to deal with physicians, and insurance companies on my mother’s behalf. Having been through this situation, and then reading JOAN’S ELDER CARE GUIDE, I knew that Joan took great care and diligence in her research. Joan leads you to resources, as well as ways to improve communication, and solutions to difficult challenges involving medical, financial, and legal documents. Her end notes also supply you with an additional bevy of resources.

But to me, what stood out the most from the cover (which is taken from pictures of her mother) to the last chapter of JOAN’S ELDER CARE GUIDE, she wrote from her heart as a caregiver and a loving daughter.❤

Below are a few questions I asked Joan as well as how to reach out to her &  where to purchase JOAN’S ELDER CARE GUIDE:

  1. Could you tell me what was the most difficult aspect in writing Joan’s Elder Care Guide?
    The most difficult aspect in writing Joan’s Elder Care Guide was making sure I didn’t repeat things. Some items are appropriate for many chapters.
  2. Did you propose the idea for this book to your publishing company or did you have a manuscript you submitted to them first? I wrote the manuscript and then submitted it to 4RV Publishing.

  3. Did you find writing Joan’s Elder Care Guide cathartic in dealing with grief after your mother passed away? Each time I found a resource to help caregivers be more informed and better able to meet their needs and their elders, I smiled. When I retold the story about the ending of Mother’s life, it was cathartic. I cried. I still cry every once in a while. Crying is healing. It helps you level out your emotions that have built up inside. I explained the steps to give peace to others when that time comes for their loved ones. To me, it’s amazing how God placed people and circumstances in my life to help me care for Mother. I’ve seen him do that for others who are caring for their loved ones, too.

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It’s been a while since I wrote a post, hopefully you missed them.🙂  I had been dealing with a lot of firsts: my first birthday without my Mom, first Mother’s Day, first Thanksgiving, Christmas, and her first anniversary in January. It took (and still does) grief therapy sessions, prayers, wonderful family and friends to help me make it through them. Not only that but they reminded me of the grace and joy still in those very days.

In the midst of these firsts, I began my first major round of edits for THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM, with my publisher. It excited and overwhelmed me. Excitement because I knew that meant I was on the road to publication. That said, upon opening the Track Changes editing program with its maze of lines and comments, I did what any dedicated author would do. I closed it. I Grabbed a paper bag and began hyperventilating into it. My one thought- I was not capable of writing an email, never mind a blog post, and certainly not a novel.

But, I then made a batch of crispy rice treats, hot cocoa (to soften the blow) and opened it again. I read one comment at a time, instead of all at once (I ran out of paper bags). My editors were so helpful with their comments and directives for new scenes. They also had a lot to say of what they liked-that renewed my hope.

An interesting thing about the timing of these edits, aside from having a tight deadline around the Christmas holiday, recovering from a pain flare, and researching for the new scenes(OK I did enjoy that), was I could visit with my mom once again. I looked through some of my research books and found notes of questions I had meant to ask my mother but never got the chance. But I also found information about her family tree that I had forgotten about.

I could hear the catch and tremble in her voice when she recalled the sad, horrific times. But I could also hear her voice retelling me the joyful loving events of her childhood. I could see the smile on her face and the love shining in her eyes. I remembered the long and tight hugs she would give me afterwards.

So as I approach the second Mother’s day without her, I realize that with each presentation I give, with each person who may read my book, with each hug I give to/receive from my daughter, and with each pain flare I get through, my mother’s love and perseverance are there. These realizations do not erase the ache of losing her. But knowing and remembering that she will always be with me, begins to fill some of the cracks in my broken heart.

the three Ishikawas

Happy Mother’s day Mom, with love from your daughter & granddaughter.

And Happy Mother’s day to all of you Moms out there!

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I am excited to share with you THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM Cover Reveal, which the fabulous blog iceybooks.com posted along with my interview AND a chance to win an Advanced Reading Copy of THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM!!🙂  So please follow the link and enter the Giveaway on the iceybooks.com site!

Q&A with Kathleen Burkinshaw, Author of THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM—Plus Giveaway!

Meet the Author: Kathleen Burkinshaw

As you all know, my novel, THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM, will be published in August-WOOHOO!! I am lucky to be a part of a fantastic group of debut Middle Grade and Young Adult authors all with books publishing in 2016. I’m very excited to share this blog post about me by Victoria Coe(debut author of FENWAY AND HATTIE 2/9/16) of the group THE SWEET SIXTEENS. This interview made me realize, IT IS GOING TO HAPPEN🙂 Here it is…

The Sweet Sixteens

Kathleen BurkinshawKathleen Burkinshaw resides in Charlotte, NC.  She’s a wife, mom to a daughter in college, and dreading the reality of being an empty nester (most of the time), and owns a dog who is a kitchen ninja.  She also advocates for Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy research. Writing has given her an outlet for her daily struggle with chronic pain. Writing Historical Fiction satisfies her OCD tendencies to research anything and everything.

Kathleen’s debut novel, THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM (Sky Pony Press, August 4, 2016), is upper middle grade historical fiction. THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM gives a glimpse into a 12 year old girl’s daily life in Hiroshima during the last year of World War II. Shocking family secrets are revealed just as her entire world is about to ignite and become a shadow of what it had been.  This historical fiction novel is based on her mother’s life in Hiroshima.

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Do you remember what the screen looked and sounded like when a TV station would go off for the night? Yes, I know to some it’s hard to believe there was a time without 24 hour programming or infomercials. White noise bothers some people, but others use white noise machines to relax and sleep.

In Tokyo we were dazzled by all of the bright neon lights and digital billboards. At every subway stop in Tokyo there was an equivalent to the NYC Times Square. The neon lights were not limited to the famous Ginza shopping district.


Once we exited the subway station in the Shibuya district of Tokyo, multiple digital billboards that talk at you greeted us. At a certain time every hour, all the billboards played the same commercial in unison as a type of surround sound not found in any cinema. I found it eerie-it seemed more like an episode of DR. WHO, when people on the billboards come to life and attack (I have no idea if there is such an episode, but there should be).

shibuya stationThe displays were mesmerizing yet overwhelming at the same time. I can relate it to the emotions that have been buzzing through my thoughts lately. Sometimes, all the concerns and anxiety I have just will not stop yammering.

Some thoughts are exciting ones like: I’m less than 9 months away from the publishing date when THE LAST CHERRY BLOSSOM hits the shelves! That’s August 2nd for those of you who don’t want to do the math🙂 But that leads to: how will I successfully market the book? Will I physically be able to attend conferences? Will schools want to buy the book for their classroom? And lastly, will I be able to write anything else?

Other constant chatter involves my concern with my bad pain days increasing and that each RSD flare up takes me longer to bounce back to my “normal pain level”.

The static in my head feels as if my fight or flight switch that turned on 18 months ago from various losses and changes has been on for so long it doesn’t know how to shut off. I feel like I am supposed to put out a fire but I’m running (well limping would be more like it) in circles looking for my lost bucket of water needed to douse the flames.

Sometimes to feel better, I scream, rant, and cry (not necessarily in that order). But it is not always plausible to burst into tears. For example being in the produce section at the grocery store is NOT the best time. Not that I know this for a fact or anything…okay, yeah it happened. However, I do find that if I am in the car screaming or yelling, I don’t feel embarrassed because anyone that might see me may think I have a Bluetooth or am singing a really, really angry song.

I’m still trying to figure out how I’ll deal with the first major holidays without my mom. My grief counselor and various articles I’ve read about the grief journey discussed that there is no wrong way to celebrate the holidays. Celebrate in a way that is comforting to you and what makes you feel the most grounded amidst all the changes. Interestingly enough, a YA novel I recently read has been helpful with this sentiment.

In ORCHARDS, an award-winning novel by Holly Thompson, the main character, Kana, is trying to find meaning of a classmate’s suicide. She’s sent from the U.S. to spend her summer vacation with Japanese relatives on their mikan (orange) farm on the seaside of Japan. She is only half Japanese so many of the Japanese customs aren’t followed in her American home. I could definitely relate to that🙂

Kana, stuck in her grief, wondered if she could have helped the classmate somehow and what she can do to help her friends deal with what happened. While in Japan she celebrates the Obon Festival (a carnival like celebration usually in August, but depends on the region of Japan and celebrated for over 500 yrs.).  Loved ones are remembered  with appreciation for all they had done for their family.

The family welcomes the spirit back into their homes with a special altar, sprucing up the burial area, sharing the memories of their loved one, and a bonfire to guide their family members back to their resting place.

Because of other lessons learned while living with her Japanese relatives and partaking in the Obon Festival to honor her Grandfather she becomes ‘unstuck’. Kana discovers a way to remember the classmate, heal her own heart, and help others heal as well. It is a wonderful novel and well worth reading to find out what other steps she took on her grief journey.

The sentiment that got through my white noise was that she couldn’t control one way or another what happened to her classmate, but she could control how she chose to remember her in a meaningful, loving way. So, I am continuing to pray that I am open to whatever God (one constant amidst the changes) places in my heart to offset the static in my head.

(Sending prayers to all who are grieving for loved ones or their loss of a sense of security and peace in Paris)❤

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