A Soldier’s Funeral

Dad s grave

    The funeral service was held Wednesday morning, August 3, 1966, at McCloud Baptist Church. Mama was up at daybreak. I don’t think she’d slept at all the night before. I could hear her trying to move quietly around the trailer, so as not to wake any of us. Shortly before the sun scrubbed [Read More...]

Journalism vs. Fiction

motherofrain. cover

So you may have heard by now that I have a novel coming out in September. It’s my sixth book and my first work of fiction. I’d be lying if I said I’m not nervous about it. You’d be scared, too, if  you were me. Writing fiction is a totally different process than the journalism-based [Read More...]

Melungeons: Up on Newman’s Ridge

Home of Jimmy Martin

Melungeons: any of a dark-skinned group of people of the Appalachians in East Tennessee, of mixed Indian, White, and Black ancestry  I begged my cousin to take me to Sneedville.  (Doesn’t that sound like a town Dr. Seuss named?) My cousin said he would, too, come September, even though his momma warned us both that [Read More...]


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