
When That Little Voice Inside Tells You to Do Something Crazy
I did what the voice directed me to do, but it was the LAST thing I wanted to do. Here’s the story from The Georgia
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I did what the voice directed me to do, but it was the LAST thing I wanted to do. Here’s the story from The Georgia

I’m a history fanatic, so a long trip through Southwest Georgia did not disappoint. The landscape was dotted with family cemeteries, 200-year-old pecan groves, abandoned

On this Christmas day, a very personal story of a mother and a newborn with nowhere to turn.

Whew. September has been rich, rich, rich. A writing residency in a sweet little mountain cabin overflowing with books. Paying homage to a Civil Rights

I turned 55, and something strange happened. Suddenly 50-year-olds were saying “yes ma’am” and “no ma’am” to me. The people in the TV ads for

When Mama and I went back-to-school clothes shopping at Kmart, there was everything: thrills, extreme danger, catfights, and con games.

I know you should let the wild things be wild. But when a hugely pregnant cat is yowling for food at your door…

In a raw Savannah neigborhood, the Rutabaga Woman shines a bright light and brings water to the thirsty.

If your report cards said you talked too much, this story is in your high honor.

My first homily at the age of four. Being Southern, the sermon warned of a grievious sin against good food.