My thanks to those who came by this past Saturday to the crafts fair out on Washington Pike. For those of you who missed it, the weather was beautiful, I talked to a bunch of nice folks, sold a few books, and, as you can see, got a chance to play a little music. At one point we had, in addition to my hammer dulcimer, a guitar, a mandolin, an autoharp, a fiddle, a flute, and something that looked like a cross between a banjo and a ukulele. It was lots of fun.
A career working with teenagers on the fringes of society has made me both sensitive to and appreciative of the complexities of character and the struggles, inner and outer, that we all wrestle with in one form or another. My writing emphasizes character development over action, and, as a lifelong Southerner, the rhythms and cadence of the Southeastern United States influence both my spoken and written voice. View all posts by housemountainviews