spellbinding southern gothic fiction
On a clear October night in 1847, a young woman stood alone on a Nantucket rooftop while her family and friends remainedView full post »
Married fifteen years today, and here’s the thing I believe has made my long-suffering husband’s marriage toView full post »
The wisdom of a mother’s song remains a mystery, until her daughter makes it her own. In writing The River Witch,View full post »
This photo of a solemn little woman was sent to me by a cousin. “This is Granny Hyde,” she said. I sit andView full post »
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