I Dream Of Christmas written by Granny Wilson
I dream of Christmases of long ago
Of trampling home thru cold and snow
Of sitting by the hearth with hearts aglow
And looking forward to Christmas.
I think of times that used to be
When Mom chopped down the holly tree
And James was probably not more than three
And we had the grandest Christmas.
At Christmas there's more love and cheer,
Perhaps because our Lord seems…
Added by Tipper on December 23, 2016 at 7:19pm — No Comments
Creative Nonfiction Competition
from press release, December 16, 2016
The 2017 Rose Post Creative Nonfiction Competition is now open for submissions. This contest awards $1,500 in prizes to a piece of lasting nonfiction that is outside the realm of conventional journalism and has relevance to North Carolinians. Subjects may include traditional categories such as reviews, travel articles, profiles or interviews,…
Added by Rob Neufeld on December 19, 2016 at 8:20pm — No Comments
Day-long writer's retreat in West Asheville
(from press release)
Flatiron Writers has opened up the Flatiron Writers Room at 5 Covington Street, West Asheville, and hosts a day-long retreat that includes communal writing, time for yourself, an individual session with novelist Heather Newton and fellowship with other participants.
You can also add on an optional neck and…Continue
Added by Rob Neufeld on December 16, 2016 at 11:03am — No Comments
My new novel on the American Revolution War is out. "A Passel of Trouble - The Saga of Loyalist Partisan David Fanning." is a fact-based story about one of the most extraordinary characters who fought in the Carolinas.
During the first three years of the war, he was captured fourteen times in South Carolina. He went to North Carolina in late 1780, was commissioned a colonel by the British Army and created havoc in the central part of the state. Among his most notable raids…Continue
Added by Joe Epley on December 15, 2016 at 6:08pm — No Comments
Over the years I've learned to be wary when one of the girls run up to me holding out her hand telling me to look and see what she found. One time it was a handful of hairless baby mice another it was the entrails of a recently butchered deer.
So a few weeks ago when Chitter held out her hand and said "You'll never believe what I…Continue
Added by Tipper on December 2, 2016 at 8:36pm — No Comments