tied with "so is paris any good or not" for my all time fave
Posts by Kate Washington
Diving into 🏊🏻♀️COVER REVEAL Friday🏊🏻♀️ with @washingtonkate.bsky.social!
MIDSTREAM is her memoir of jumping feet first into a new life, reclaiming long-forgotten joys, and discovering a renewed sense of self after divorce.
Watch this space in July! 👀
Cover design: Louis Roe
it took me a while to watch it because I also dislike hockey and after a long marriage to a Canadian the opening sequence of youth world hockey with the announcer voices made me feel like I was trapped in my ex-inlaws' basement, but my daughters talked it up and I gave it another chance
Thank you so much!
May I say, as the author of a forthcoming book about swimming in rivers and other natural bodies of water, we need some emoji to represent fresh water (rivers, creeks, whatnot) that are *not* the droplets. (Sure, my book is about midlife, but I know not to use those!)
My second book, Midstream: A Life Remade in 50 Swims, comes out in five months! And it's available for preorder, at all the usual places as well as your local indie bookstore! www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/816937...
I was honored to be featured on The Caregivers Podcast, and blown away by the insight and thoughtfulness of the questions. The resulting interview goes deeper into the caregiver experience and burnout than perhaps any other I've done, and I'm delighted to share: share.transistor.fm/s/9754cc44
A green river surrounded by gray granite rocks, with a pair of feet wearing water sandals in the foreground and trees and blue sky in the background
Coming July 7, 2026: Midstream: A Life Remade in 50 Swims. New title! New pub date! Same me in my same favorite river! (Taken at Hoyt's Crossing on the South Yuba.)
can't believe it's 2025 and i'm stressed about tariffs and measles, like am i a character in an american girl book
bring an air horn
Excited to share my conversation with @reluctantcaregiver.bsky.social today! podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/t...
We're finally dismantling the federal government! Sure hope it doesn't serve essential functions that I've taken for granted my whole life
Okay, so. Things are very bad and dispiriting, but due to some kind of mental wiring I am systematically oriented to find hope and joy across time. And there is a particular piece of media I have revisited at many many times across my adult life in Bad Times for the World, and it's this. (1/n)
also the instructions for turning it off are not working
I had to update Word on my computer and now it's trying over and over to write my memoir for me with a new embedded AI feature, anyway the dystopia is fully here on all levels!
where do I sign
Thank you so much!
Coming Summer 2026! I'm very excited to be working with the fantastic team at Beacon Press again on my second book, WATERSHEDS!
saw this in the theater in limited release, it was charming!
Hi Kate!!!
best energy!
hoping for only a pleasant familial style of haunting from my ancestor
Back in my hometown for the holiday, rented an Airbnb, flipped through the welcome binder--and discovered via the "historical information" section the owner included that the house's original owner was my great-great-grandfather!
Also a large number of dead ones, some on shore (I spotted one with a metal tracking tag) but more in the water, like the silvery spot in the lower right here
The salmon are running in the American River and watching them is a balm for the soul (for Sac locals, I spotted these and many many many more yesterday at the Upper Sunrise river access)
I was in the mood for a real dramatic Netflix-based knock-down drag-out this Friday evening so obv I'm watching 1970s week on GBBO, complete with crème pat split like a bloody lip, choux flattened in the oven, etc
I would love to tell you about the times vaccines prevented me from getting sick, but every time it happens, I don’t notice. I just keep feeling well.
Neither do you.
Public health, when it’s working, is invisible.
Yes. My grandfather had polio as an adult, just before the vaccine was developed, and I grew up hearing his and my mom's stories about his isolation and the disease's aftereffects (he was lucky and "only" had paralyzed abdominal muscles). The past is never dead; it's not even past.