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Joan Spilman

Joan Spilman

Literary Women's and Appalachian Fiction and Fantasy Author

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    Author: joanspilman

    Former teacher, writer of Appalachian Literature, short stories, and fantasy. Current publication, "This Will Never Stop" see Kirkus Reviews, Vol. LXXXXVII, NO. 22 Nov. 15, 2019. Also featured on booktrib, and Booklife. Has published a YA entitled "Sansablatt Head", and books for children under the general title of "The Waddling Dead". Received MFA from Wichita State University where she received the fellowship. Published in Southern Humanities Review, Short Story International, Carriage House Review,Willow Springs, Laurel Review and other literary magazines. Winner of George Garrett Prize for Best Prose, W.WashingtonU. Winner of Microkosmos Fiction Award, WSU. Winner of John Maier Award at Marshall University.

    Flight, Chapter Twelve

    William walked to the edge of the overhanging rock and surveyed the horizon.

    April 16, 2021April 16, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flight, Chapter Eleven

    “It should have never come to this. All blood and gore and malice.”

    April 15, 2021April 15, 2021 by joanspilman

    How to Treat a Muse, Partly by Lawrence Miles (HOW TO Series)

    Originally posted on Silver Birch Press:
    How to Treat a Muse, Partly by Lawrence Miles Lose the muse in a pile of dirty laundry Walk the earth…

    April 15, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flight, Chapter Ten

    The King’s corpse lay in the open until nightfall when it was gathered with the rest.

    April 14, 2021April 14, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flight, Chapter Nine

    “I don’t relish slaughter, but the man was most unreasonable. Stiff-necked and proud.”

    April 14, 2021April 12, 2021 by joanspilman

    Ray Welk, 1911-1962

    “I loved Ray Welk from the time I was eight years old. The love bug bit me and I felt the sting in my soul.”

    April 13, 2021April 13, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flight, Chapter Eight

    “This is not a gentlemanly conveyance,” protested Ondred.

    April 12, 2021April 12, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flowers

    Originally posted on Christine Parker Art Blog:
    10×8” acrylic on gessobord using palette knife, brushes, razor and stick

    April 11, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flight, Chapter Seven

    The smoke wrapped around them like a worn blanket, memorizing each form.

    April 11, 2021April 11, 2021 by joanspilman

    Flight, Chapter Six

    “”My gloves!” said Creath, pointing. “There are the glove I dropped!” Ondred walked to the prickly bush and picked them off. Then, he walked to Creath and… Read more “Flight, Chapter Six”

    April 10, 2021April 9, 2021 by joanspilman

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