A New Place for CNF Online: Longridge Review

Five years ago, with the prompt and inspiration of my friend Jason Keeling, I started a project called Essays on Childhood. What happened next far exceeded my expectations. The first call for “Essays on a West Virginia Childhood” led to subsequent calls for submission and new essays on place, wild things, male experience, and reflections… Read More A New Place for CNF Online: Longridge Review

A Mission Sneak Peek: Your Thoughts Needed!

The new online literary publication, Longridge Review, is coming together! LR will be somewhat similar to Essays on Childhood, but more formal. We will have a reading period, an editorial review of submissions for potential publication, and an accept or decline response system. In addition to Creative Nonfiction Essays, we will feature occasional guest columns on craft and… Read More A Mission Sneak Peek: Your Thoughts Needed!

#MyWritingProcess

Today is my day on The Blog Tour, where writers and authors answer questions about their writing processes. My friend Suzanne Farrell Smith posted about her work last week. She is a wonderful, thoughtful, intelligent writer’s writer, and I urge you to check out her process here: http://suzannefarrellsmith.wordpress.com/2014/03/03/my-writing-process/ An absolute must-read is her collaborative work with… Read More #MyWritingProcess

Essays on Childhood: “Staying” | by Anne Clinard Barnhill

Anne Clinard Barnhill Anne Clinard Barnhill grew up in West Virginia and graduated from Alderson-Broaddus College in Philippi.  Her debut novel, At the Mercy of the Queen, was published by St. Martin’s Press in 2012. Her second novel, Queen Elizabeth’s Daughter, is forthcoming in 2014. She is working on a third and as-yet-untitled novel, set in West Virginia.… Read More Essays on Childhood: “Staying” | by Anne Clinard Barnhill

The Alligator (The Dream, The Island, & The End) | by Margaret Ward McClain

In the Dream It’s starting to get dark, and we have to get my grandparents’ belongings from the house. They are gone. No sense of their presence remains. The house is a hollow shell for the objects left. A moving truck is parked out front right down to the brick porch. Several cars are under… Read More The Alligator (The Dream, The Island, & The End) | by Margaret Ward McClain