Heather Randall is an author, homeschooler and business owner. Her first novel, When Chicks Hatch, was published in the Christian Fiction genre in 2011 and republished in kindle format in October 2014. When Chicks Hatch is the first title in a six book series.
I have had five pregnancies (four live births) though I was told by doctors that I could not conceive due to severe endometriosis.
I was born and raised in Michigan and moved to Oklahoma in March of 2007.
My first job was as a Library Page. I started out shelving books in the 700s-900s but could get easily distracted in the 800s, so they moved me to the children’s department where every book was familiar and exciting.
I was accepted to Richmond, The American International University in London, to study Art History. I never made it there.
I am fascinated by graphology and can tell a lot from someone’s handwriting.
In 1999 I began clowning. I’ve developed two clown characters since then (a white face named Poetry and an auguste named LuLuB). I have performed live at churches and birthday parties.
My children were published before me. We don’t talk about it.
The scent of mulberries is guaranteed to give me a migraine.
I love rap music from the 90’s.
I hate licorice. I don’t even want to smell it.
ABCs of Heather
Age: 35 (real), 19 (imaginary), 12 (on a bad day)
Bed size: Queen
Chore you hate: Laundry
Dad’s name: Rick
Essential start your day item: Opening all the blinds in my livingroom. Tea or coffee.
Favorite color: Lime green
Gold or Silver: White gold
Height: 5’ 1”
Instruments you play(ed): Violin (not successfully), Tambourine
Job title: CEO of Christian Women Affiliate, Author, Artist, Graphic Designer
Kangaroos or Koala Bears?: Koalas
Living arrangements: I live with my Hubby, four kids, three cats, a dog and a frog in a 4 bedroom rental.
Mom’s name: Mom, but she answers to almost anything.
Nicknames: Bean fart (given by my dad when I messed my drawers as an infant). I can’t believe I just admitted that. My uncles call me Kiddo and I love that even more as I get older. My mom called me Pita (pain in the . . .), my friends called me Trouble. People think highly of me, can you tell?
Overnight hospital stay (other than birth): To test my heart after chest pains.
Pet Peeve: Drawers not fully pushed in with things sticking out, crooked couch pillows, dishes not in the dishwasher. I’m very O.C.D.
Quote from a movie: “And lastly your wings. You know what they're for. But not just to fly son, I want you to soar!” A Snoodles Tale
Right or left handed: Right
Time you wake up: Usually by 8. I don’t set an alarm.
Unwarranted fear: Clothing getting stuck in an escalator.
Vegetable you dislike: Cucumbers, though I do like pickles.
Ways you run late: I deliberately have my car’s clock set wrong. You have to add 5 hours and subtract 13 minutes. It forces passengers to do math to know what time it is. I love it. My cellphone is 12 minutes ahead of the actual time. I can’t figure out how to fix it. I have been late as a result. Thankfully, I’m not usually punching a clock when I go places.
X-rays you’ve had: My hands, my shoulder, neck, legs, and a full body scan after a car accident.
Yummy food you make: Stuffed Mushrooms and Potato soup
Zoo favorite: Chimps. I also love when I can spot the sloth hanging out in the Rain Forrest room.
"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, . . ." Colossians 3:23