No more resolutions!

I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. The idea of waiting until January 1 to start doing something I ought to be doing anyway is so arbitrary. If I need to start a new habit–what’s wrong with now? That’s what I did a couple of years ago when the small voice that had been...

Appalachian Thursday–Old Christmas

Doing research for my novels often digs up the most intriguing bits of information. While looking into Appalachian Christmas traditions for what I hope will be my fourth novel, I ran across a reference to “Old Christmas.” It’s celebrated on January...

Christmas is Over–Now What?

It’s over. Christmas is done. Anyone tempted to take the tree down? Oh, the kids are still out of school and maybe there’s still family to visit, but for so many people these are the days when the blahs strike. The anticipation has been building since Halloween and...

Christmas Eve in Appalachia

On Christmas Eve 1974 I’d just turned three and was beginning to understand that Christmas Eve meant certain things: Our stockings would be hung over the chimney. My older brother had a Santa stocking, while mine featured a snow man, and I don’t think my...