The elderly woman greeted everyone as though she knew them and gave each a bright smile.
Read moreA Moment of Deep Beauty
I was transfixed by the woman’s stories and could not imagine just walking away
I was transfixed by the woman’s stories and could not imagine just walking away
The elderly woman greeted everyone as though she knew them and gave each a bright smile.
Read moreWalking a labyrinth for the first time taught me to trust the path
My intention had been to attend a writing retreat, but I suddenly had the feeling that I was actually there to attend a labyrinth retreat.
Read moreAn old friend is the best friend
It was the fall of 1970, and we were freshmen in high school, that tender, socially feverish age when your friendships are everything and time stands still around every relationship.
Read moreA forgotten novelist is remembered through music
Thomas Stribling won the Pulitzer Prize for a trilogy he wrote about Florence, Alabama. But when I was growing up in the 1960s, no one in Florence spoke of Stribling anymore.
Read moreThere’s nothing like the connections that bring writers and readers together at the Southern Festival of Books
Here it is, finally, the day when writers and readers throng into Nashville on an October weekend seeking fellowship and elevation of the spirit and news and gossip. But especially old friends and new books.
Read moreWriters across the state—and the nation—are grieving the loss of Rivendell Writers’ Colony
Rivendell Writers’ Colony, established in 2013, is closing its doors at the end of March. I’m still in shock at the news because Rivendell was flourishing, on course to be a nationally known residency program, but its benefactor has now made other plans for the property.
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