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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.

    WHAT IF by Llewellyn McKernan

    No wonder they set out to find the Savior of the world. They’d seen him in action.

    December 20, 2022December 20, 2022 by joanspilman

    MANGER SCENE

    . . . the staunch shiny star that refuses to fall from its perch.

    December 4, 2022December 3, 2022 by joanspilman

    Leaving Home by Richard Spilman

    I was eight and followed wherever light commanded . . .

    April 24, 2022 by joanspilman

    A “ROSE FOR JOAN” by Allan Harbour

    “A Rose for Joan”, done in oils by Allan Harbour
    April 20, 2022 by joanspilman

    Faith by Richard Spilman

    Grace . . . kept by itself in the drawer of a bedside table. . .

    April 19, 2022April 18, 2022 by joanspilman

      Communion by Richard Spilman

    Here there is flesh to spare, but never enough blood.

    April 17, 2022April 17, 2022 by joanspilman

    June Bugs by Richard Spilman

    Insects have no sense of tragedy.

    April 12, 2022 by joanspilman

    Hint of Spring by Allan Harbour

    Hint of Spring by Allan Harbour

    April 11, 2022April 11, 2022 by joanspilman

    The Field by Richard Spilman

    There are evenings when God walks in this field — yes, this one

    April 4, 2022 by joanspilman

    Age of Loss by Richard Spilman

    The web pulses in the breeze — huge, white, glittering with dew.

    April 3, 2022 by joanspilman

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