Goodreads asked Kevin Christofora:

How do you get inspired to write?

Kevin Christofora I laugh when people call me an author. I didn’t grow up ever thinking I would be. And sometimes I still feel awkward, but I can’t deny it with two books done and the third coming soon. So now I am owning up to it!  I am just a dad. I am your average guy, I do normal stuff. I grew up in a family business which taught me how to do many life skills at an earlier age, like cooking and cleaning. I use to work in a meat department and at 16 years old was telling grandmothers how long to cook their chicken. It is a crazy memory. After having children of my own and becoming a coach, I found a huge need. While doing my own homework on how to make practices more fun, I found major organizations willing to teach groups of parents how to be better coaches. I loved the fact that someone knew that all these volunteer parents don’t necessarily know how to coach. It doesn’t make it a good experience just because someone is there. We have all seen it. Yes thankful for the coaches time, but it wasn’t the best experience. And to no fault of anyone person, the fault lies with the organization offering the program. I took classes and brought those classes back to my organization after I became president. It doesn’t matter what sport you coach, all these classes were geared to teaching kids. The classes were more about learning kid psychology, and learning parent-coach communication skills all from experienced veterans who have had all the same experiences. Not only did I coach the coaches, I coached the parents to show them how to be better sports parents. (we all need to learn these things) Together- I built an incredible little league that grew from 87 to 357 in two years. And you might ask why. The how and the why was the effort to make it a better experience for “everyone” involved. If the parents were not happy, they would not sign their kids up. It’s pretty simple. If mom ain’t happy, ain’t no one happy. Funny, but true in sports too. We shortened up commutes, changed practice locations, worked with school activity/concert schedules to avoid conflicts of sibling kids and parents having to be in too many places at once. We had an intelligent and common sense approach to running an organization that no one could argue with. They just kept coming back for more and they brought their friends too.
With all this going on… I was dumbfounded at how many little kids showed up knowing nothing about baseball. Neither did the parents. And it wasn’t just baseball, it was basketball, flag football, everywhere I went. My wife told me not to be frustrated, that’s why they brought them to me… for me to teach them. During this same time frame…I was reading books to my kids at bed time. I used to fall asleep reading them. My speech would slow and slur, the book would fall on my nose/face…and my 5 year old son would poke me and say…dad…wake up. LOL. when you get up at 430 in the morning, 8 pm was considered late!
I said….if I could write a book about baseball the same way maisey mouse writes for little kids, I could teach the game and keep them interested in reading at the same time. Short bedtime reading, educational and fun. When they showed up to the field, they would know which way first base was and what home plate was. I wanted to write a book about what I did every day on the field. It was fun and we all went home and fell asleep due to good physical exercise. The kids never wanted it to end. the parents would say we have to go. It’s funny, some parents at sign up say…my kid goes to bed at 6 or 7 and we cant be here too late to break the routine. I just say…it’s okay, just come. Leave when you have to. Once they come….watch out…they never want to leave. Parents are flabbergasted how much they just keep going and find their second wind, and how they all can eat a whisker later than normal time and go to bed so much quicker because they were burning up all that energy. It’s an awesome ‘awakening’ for ‘new’ sports parents.

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