Advice
Advice, in all its shapes and shades, threads its way through these pages, political musings, emotional reckonings, reflections on marriage, parenting, and everything in between. Whatever the topic, the aim is the same: to untangle life’s knottier questions with a mix of candor, wit, and just a touch of Southern charm.
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Advice
“Take but degree away, untune that string, and, hark, what discord follows!”
Travel
Travel tales from far-flung corners of the world, where the serious meets the absurd, and the absurd meets the downright hilarious. Each journey is captured with an eye for detail and a penchant for uncovering the humor lurking in the most unexpected places.
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Travel
“These will occur in the inquisition-esque torture chamber known to modern man as the economy cabin, an airborne oubliette where elbows skirmish in trivial turf wars, where the coughs of strangers mist the air with democratic impartiality, and where flight attendants, paid handsomely to remind us of our low place in the cosmic hierarchy, glide…
History
Historical musings, most often rooted in the red clay of Tennessee, where the past lingers like smoke from a distant fire. These pieces sift through the echoes of time, unearthing the stories that shaped the hills and hollows, told with a reverence for detail and a flair for bringing history to life.
Motivational
Reflections drawn from the threads of my own life, where the personal becomes universal, and the smallest moments often carry the greatest weight. These musings wander through the intimate and the ordinary, told with an unflinching honesty and a touch of poetic flair, as if turning over a keepsake in the palm of the hand.
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Motivational
“Take but degree away, untune that string, and, hark, what discord follows!”
Fiction & Poetry
Stories and verses spun from the marrow of memory and imagination alike-where the lines blur between what was lived and what was dreamed. Here, the everyday is recast in a softer light, and the ordinary is edged with wonder, sorrow, or sly humor. Each piece is offered plainly, with the same clear-eyed candor and Southern cadence that runs through all my writing, yet shaped to catch the glint of the fantastic or the lyrical-like a well-worn coin turned over in the sunlight, revealing something new each time.
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Fiction & Poetry
La noche oscura del alma by J.C. White THE NIGHT did not begin so much as it refused to end. I was awake on the porch with the house behind me finally quiet; mi casa sosegada, the old kind of quiet that settles only after every other body has surrendered. The boards held the day’s



