My Own Worst Critic

Last week Until the Harvest won a Selah Award for Historical Fiction. Yay! In the course of the evening, a friend turned around and snapped a photo of me back at the table holding my award. Then she tweeted the photo out and it got lots of shares and likes....

Appalachian Thursday–Farm Dinners

Growing up on the family farm in French Creek, WV, I never thought of the area as what you might call sophisticated. We were pretty much plain, country folk. Going to see a traveling ballet company dance the Nutcracker (one night only!) at the high school was pretty...