Summer 2012 - Non-Fiction


Thomas Rain Crowe

I am remembering, not long after beginning my four-year, Thoreau-like stand in the woods of Polk County, North Carolina from 1979-1982, an experience I had with my neighbor Zoro Guice...




David Joy
The Long Row

Sprigs of grass rose amidst crops just as fast as blades could hoe, and keeping the rows clean, soil turned absent of weeds, was a chore Ruth despised. But there was no time for rest that late summer....


Dana Wildsmith
Work When the Daylight’s Dawning; Work in the Noonday Sun

It's five-fifty-five a.m. and I'm sitting at my desk at home, settling in to work for an hour on my current writing project before the daylight dawns...