So I guess what I'm rambling about on a Monday morning, is my wish not to serve up fast food fare in the hopes that you'll gobble it down, not remembering the taste as soon as it's left your tongue. I'm hoping instead you'll take a trip with me; that you'll walk beneath the swaying streetlights of an unremarkable Southern town, and breathe the smell of river water, and know these people because they are attainable and human. And love them because they are just as extraordinary and resilient as you are.
I'm Southern, after all. I love Gothic, and epic, and taut, and subtle.
Listening for a day of Southern literary reflection:
"God's Gonna Cut You Down" - Johnny Cash
"Nothing Else Matters" - Lissie (cover of the Metallica song)
"Turning Home" - David Nail
"Every Storm" - Gary Allan