All posts under: Writer’s Corner

By John J. Hohn Mother was a speed demon. My brother and I loved being in the car when she drove. There were no interstates in the Midwest in the 1940s—just a ribbon of …

By Lois Hicks I dreaded tobacco hoeing times with every fiber of my skinny, prepubescent body. But there was no way out of the hot, sticky work. Every summer, when North Carolina soil heated …

By Sam Barbee The early-mornings I am able to carve out some writing time, I pour my coffee, check the temperature outside, feed the dog, and eventually nestle into the chosen site (usually at …

By Mike Simpson On December 24, someone knocked on Kathryn’s front door. Having someone at her door always comes as a surprise to her. Since her husband, David, died in 2012, she has lived …