unschooling: the e-book is NOW!


FRIENDS. I can’t even tell you how much easier this e-book publishing process was than all the ones that came before. Holy cow. Thanks to Mr. Taviano and this sweet software (100% worth the $39.99 price tag, and I’m a cheapskate).

It’s already available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, and as a PDF.


And a HUGE thank you to everyone who has already bought it and/or spread the word. You’ve blessed my flip-flops off on what has been quite the challenging day.

We woke to this strange sound at 3:00am (Gabe’s phone broke, and we’re borrowing a flip phone from a friend, and the ringtone startles me every time–even when it’s not 3am). Gabe answered it and talked to the lady, but he was a little incoherent. I could hear some of what she was saying, like “stolen van” and “hit a tree.”

Basically, the guy who stole our mini-van crashed it. And it was taken to the police impound lot. And they called to tell us at 3:00 a.m.

We tried to go back to sleep and woke up at 7:30 to a text from a towing/collision repair company. Um, ambulance-chase much? It was the first text/call of many, many.

To make a long story short, we drove to the police station downtown, paid $7 to park for over an hour, paid 45 cents for a 9-page incident report (and a $2.50 ATM fee because we had no cash on us), then drove to the impound lot to find out we had to pay $125 to retrieve our van.

That was stolen.

(The girls got a valuable unschooling lesson about government and laws and justice. We also talked about how God is preparing us in the tiniest way to empathize with folks in Cambodia who are victims of injustice.)

We have two days to decide whether to have someone tow it away for the scrap metal ($300-$400 minus the $125) or have it towed to a collision repair place in the hopes that we could fix it for less than we’d sell it for.

We’ve 92% decided to go the scrap metal route.

We paid a visit to the guy who reported the crash and saw the tree the thief hit. We also have the copy of the rap CD he left in our CD player. (I wonder what he did with our Khmer worship CD. Praying he comes to Jesus.)

Friends of my parents are giving us their old van tomorrow. BLESS THEM.

Then, tonight, Pastor Rich hung out with our Community Group to discuss the vision of our church as it pertains to buying a building and what have you. And before he started talking, he asked our group what their plans are when we (the Taviano fam) leave for Cambodia. (We host and lead the group.) No one was really sure.

“Have you not talked about this?”

We had. A tiny bit. But mostly we’d been stuffing it down and not thinking about it.

He scolded us gently and gave a little sermon about talking about our feelings and grieving and our group loving us well when we’re gone and not letting us be out of sight, out of mind.

And tears started streaming down my cheeks (gosh darn it) and who invited him anyway?

He prayed for us, and it was really sweet, but I am emotionally WRUNG OUT.


This e-book launch has been a nice diversion from wrecked/stolen vans and sad good-byes, and I would looooooove it if you’d share about it in some form or fashion. Social media preferably, but calling a friend on the phone or hollering to a neighbor over the fence is awesome too.

And, if you’re on a super-tight budget and just can’t spare the $2.99 (BEEN THERE), e-mail me, and I’ll send you a free PDF (I owe some of you one also–you could shoot me an e-mail to remind me if you’d like).

Again, THANK YOU. I suck at marketing (which is what all the “humble” authors are supposed to say, but I MEAN IT). So, thanks for making it easy on me by spreading the word and saying nice things.

I love you to Mars and back.

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  4. Mona

    Bless your heart. I remember when my son, Matt was preparing to go into the mission field. I cried all the time…separation anxiety I guess. Many people misunderstood and thought I didn’t want them to go. Or that I was afraid something would happen to them. It never was about either one of those things. I knew Matt needed to be there and I figure if something ever happened to them they would just get to heaven ahead of me. I just loved them so much and knew I would miss them soooooo much. I am sure it works both ways. So hang in there, sweet friend. No one said it was going to be easy.

    Love you, Mona

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