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    Charlotte Glimmer (a Harshbarger Mills Story)

    Part 1  Char Glimmer sits on her porch in a ladder-backed chair, waiting for a familiar face to drive her to the doctor. She is wearing a… Read more “Charlotte Glimmer (a Harshbarger Mills Story)”

    August 15, 2023 by joanspilman

    That’s Not Love (A Harshbarger Mills Story, 1944

    “Agnes, Woody Garrett is a married man.”
    Agnes sat straight up. “But he said he loved me!”

    August 8, 2023August 8, 2023 by joanspilman

    Establishing Witness, con’t. Joan Spilman

    When nothing happened, Vernie began to fear the worst. Anjean had been murdered and no one had identified her body. She’d been sent to the medical school in Morgantown; the Adult Service Work having checked the box, “anatomical gift”.

    August 31, 2021August 31, 2021 by joanspilman

    Establishing Witness, by Joan Spilman

    Vernie hadn’t looked in the coffin because she’d got a good look at him when he was born.

    August 30, 2021August 30, 2021 by joanspilman

    Frank Wallace, AKA “Stubby”

    He was lucky the doctors had been able to save his arm. He was lucky to be alive.

    March 20, 2021March 20, 2021 by joanspilman

    Available now on Amazon and Kindle . . .

    The woman in my mind just now? That was my mother. Resurrection driven, gliding in and out as easily as a paschal moon, hungry for a feast.

    March 14, 2021March 29, 2021 by joanspilman

    Sugarpool, an Appalachian Novel

    I ran into the church and had never been met with a more peaceful atmosphere in my life. None of the foulness that I’d had a whiff of this afternoon could ever enter here.

    January 7, 2020January 7, 2020 by joanspilman

    Sugarpool, An Appalachian Novel

    Shannon knows about boys, smokes cigarettes and pot, uses fake I.D.’s to get into college bars, and once spray painted the window of a furniture store.

    January 5, 2020January 7, 2020 by joanspilman

    Sugarpool, an Appalachian Novel.

    “Appalachian crafts are a myth; he was buying a porch quilt.”

    January 1, 2020January 2, 2020 by joanspilman

    Sugarpool, an Appalachian novel

    “Arabella Raine, come to Daddy and see this tree. It’s sprouting Elvis instead of fruit!”

    December 31, 2019 by joanspilman

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