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A Reading

Call me ridiculous. I just drove 45 minutes—45 minutes to and from—to participate in a reading. I was one of nine authors. The reading was at a local library. I had 13 minutes to read. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. In fact, when the facilitator was reading my bio, I thought, Ellen, why don’t you tell the truth? Skip the...

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Decatur Book Festival!

Y’all, I’m going to the Decatur Book Festival! I’m so excited. The festival takes place right outside of Atlanta. I know, the Falcons. Not good for a Saints fan. But take a look at the lineup of authors. It’s really fabulous. I’ll be on a panel with another writer who uses her family in her writing–more...

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Mrs. Wells

Ellen started it. Not me. Ellen Hebron, the Vicksburg writer who in the 1800s was devoted to the Southern cause. Her honorary membership in the Mississippi Press Association led me to ask if the MPA had so honored Ida B. Wells, who was from Holly Springs and wrote around the same time as Ellen. Two Mississippi writers, one a Confederate married...

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Time Musings

I’m such a slouch blogger. I let time drift by and say nothing. Ideas flit into my brain, but no typing on the keyboard, and the ideas flit right back out. Plus, there’s the cloud floating t the back of my brain, whispering, You need to write about the book. Tell them what people are saying. Let them know readers are REALLY enjoying...

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