“Yeah, this Looneyville to Spencer was my second route for Hy-Grade,” Dad says, turning up the holler they call Long Ridge. He’s done ninety percent of the talking since we got in the car this morning, all of it since we left the cemetery where his grandfather is buried. “Hot dogs, cold cut—s, Buzz Buttered … Continue reading MEAT ROUTES by Timothy Dodd
Breece D’J Pancake’s original outline from Thomas Douglass’s book A Room Forever: “Of Time and Virgins” – A stream of consciousness narrative as a young man tries to make a decision whether he should propose to a virgin he just met. He reviews the four great loves of his life, see how each falls prey to … Continue reading To Collaborate with Greatness, Part 3: “Of Time and Virgins” by Steve Lambert
Breece D’J Pancake’s original outline from Thomas Douglass’s book A Room Forever: “Joe Holly and Buck” – Two hill countrymen, one black, one white, begin their friendship on a bus migration from the hills and coal camps of West Virginia to Detroit’s auto plants in search of something better than mining. While there the black … Continue reading To Collaborate with Greatness, Part 2: “Joe Holly and Buck” by Adam Van Winkle
Pancake’s original outline from Thomas Douglass’s book A Room Forever: “‘Conqueror’ is a story of alcoholism and war. A fifty-nine year old disabled Vet takes his son on one last camping trip before the boy goes off to college, and for the first time in the boy’s history the man goes off on a bender … Continue reading To Collaborate with Greatness, Part 1: “Conqueror” by Patrick Trotti
Breece D’J Pancake got his start learning to tell stories at hardware stores and outside churches during altar call, at the pumps of small gas stations and in his own kitchen, places were people with stories found themselves gathered and in need of entertainment. Those early days listening and learning how to tell his own … Continue reading To Collaborate with Greatness, A Three-Part Series: Introduction
Dad at 40 Remembers You and Bob Terry moved the outhouse four feet backward in the dead midnight of possum and starshine and how your father hitched his overalls up and walked into the foul pit. He tanned your ass while Bob ran away. Thirty years later you giggle at the memory in … Continue reading THREE POEMS by Rusty Barnes
I visited my old homeplace tonight, a town in Kentucky in the County of Pike called Virgie. The home is brown and warm and sings memory and holds my grandmother, who I call Mother, as does everyone I personally know. Mother taught my dad to play guitar. My dad taught me to play guitar. She … Continue reading THE FAMILY CREST – nonfiction by Sheldon Lee Compton
