Tonight I defer to two excellent bloggers who hit the nail on the head with recent posts about things I had brewing in the back of my mind. I’ll let them speak for themselves: Cissy [...]
One week after selling Lady Blue, it’s easy to remember my first winter here on Fork Mountain—a winter filled with hiking groceries in, hiking trash out, and obsessively checking the springs to [...]
We’re lined up at the kamiza (spirit seat) at the end of karate class, about ready to bow off the mat. Hanshi remembers something suddenly, steps into the office, then returns to our line with [...]
My desk faces three windows with deep windowsills that have become, over time, shrines to this writing life. Living in a community of numerous studio artists, most of my friends have similar [...]
“How do you hide a tree?” asks Hanshi. We’re sparring again and I’m slow to react. “In a forest,” answers Nate, the 2nd degree black belt. “Good. And how do you hide movement?” Hanshi turns to [...]
You know you’re committed to your career when you sell your vehicle in service of it. Reluctantly but rationally, when I decided to embark on “one year of writing residencies on the road,” I [...]
STATS: No from Shenandoah (with the word “thanks” spelled incorrectly) No from Nano Fiction (but a personal rejection requesting more work) No from New Southerner (again, a personal rejection) [...]
There are more vehicles of note in Mitchell & Yancey Counties than there are hound dogs. I do not purport to represent them all here. We all have those places and things on the side of the [...]
There is only one way to say this: Andrew Bird’s manager responded to my query letter. She invited me to call her office any time, to write whatever I wanted, and to feel free to check [...]
