For a long time my tagline has been, “Everyday miracles happen every day.” Very nice. But maybe a little long and a little narrow. I mean, what happens when I write books that don’t focus on miracles?
So my editor looked to cast a wider net. He suggested blessings might be a word that would cover more ground. So I toyed with all kinds of blessings until my husband looked at me and said, “How about Appalachian.” Well, yes.
So really, I didn’t come up with the new tagline at all–my editor and my husband did. And I LOVE it. It’s exactly what I hope my books do–bless readers while celebrating Appalachia.
So today, I thought I’d come up with a list of Appalachian blessings–things from home that have made a difference in my life.
- Mom and Dad–both born and reared in WV. One in the city (yes, we have them) and one on the farm.
- Chestnut Hill Farm–we put up hay, gardened, raised animals, and generally looked to the land for life. I highly recommend it as a way to grow up.
- Laurel Fork–a beloved stream where we swam, rock hopped, caught crawdads, built dams, and generally got our good clothes wet.
- The Barn–good for hiding, building hay forts, and listening to rain beat against the tin roof.
- The Woods–the best playground ever with trees to climb, mossy glades to hide in, old home sites to explore, wildlife to scatter, and rocks-sticks-leaves-flowers to gather.
- A Family History–I’m the seventh generation of my family to grow up on that land. Without those stories, I wouldn’t be the writer that I am.
What about you? What do you think is an Appalachian blessing?