Books Make Great Holiday Gifts

BOOKS MAKE GREAT HOLIDAY GIFTS It’s that time of year when hearts mellow and people adjust their attitudes for a brief period of time. Families gather, share their love, and exchange gifts. I hope I’m not so crass a capitalist if I remind you that books make great holiday gifts. I’m an author, and writing […]

Do You Know This Man?

Do you know this man? No? I knew him, not so well, some forty years ago…he was a habitue, a devotee, of the Phoenix neon night life, looking for parts of himself he had lost along the long road from Appalachia: lost in an abusive and disoriented childhood; lost in a flawed and impetuous marriage; […]

Do You Know This Man?

Do You Know This Man?

No?

I knew him, not so well, some forty years ago…he was a devotee of the Phoenix neon night life, searching for parts of himself he lost along the emotional road from Appalachia: lost in an abusive and disoriented childhood; lost in a flawed and impetuous marriage; lost in the glittering promise of booze and lovely ladies. Yes, I knew him, not so well, as he made all his stumbles along the way, losing not only himself but the connections to family and friends, to the people who loved him.

Yes, of course, I’m the man in the photo, and there’s a lot more to the story…hope you’ll read THE CRACKED MIRROR, Reflections of an Appalachian Son, by Billy Ray Chitwood.

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Some Notes On My Writing

Some Notes on My Writing Words have always fascinated me, individually and the way they can be strung together. For me there’s a certain magic that takes place when I write something that brings echoes from the soul, brings tears or makes me laugh. Writing a blog or a book is an incredible adventure of […]

A Private Session At ‘The Way Station’

Guess I write quite a bit about my feelings, about my life and times. Thought I would allow a small portion from one of my books to do the ‘talking’ in this post… The following is a section from ‘The Way Station’ (a euphemism for a Care Facility) in my book, “The Cracked Mirror – Reflections From An Appalachian Son.” […]