On occasion, Appalachia Bare likes to spotlight some of our best submissions. “Copperhead Holler” was written by Bridgette Johnson, the talented Honorable Mention author of our 2020 George Washington Harris Short Story Contest. We are proud to present this submission for your enjoyment.     Bridgette Johnson holds a Bachelor’s ofContinue Reading

Similar to many small towns, Lake City, Tennessee,1) (The town has changed names several times since its founding circa 1800. For a little Wiki-info, click here:  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rocky_Top,_Tennessee ) residents often brag about interesting animal stories from the town’s annals. The one that stands out to me is the 1931 confrontationContinue Reading

On occasion, Appalachia Bare likes to spotlight some of our best submissions. “Elijah” was written by Daniel Dassow, the talented Third Prize winner of our 2020 George Washington Harris Short Story Contest. We are proud to present this submission for your enjoyment.   Daniel Dassow is a sophomore at the UniversityContinue Reading

From time to time, Appalachia Bare likes to spotlight some of our best submissions. “Louis” was written by talented storyteller, Kipper Evans, and was the Second Prize winner of Appalachia Bare‘s 2020 George Washington Harris Short Story Contest. We are proud to present this story for your enjoyment.   KipperContinue Reading

From time to time, Appalachia Bare likes to spotlight some of our best submissions. “Grow Lavender for Luck Child” was written by talented storyteller, Linda Hinkle, and was the First Prize winner of Appalachia Bare‘s 2020 George Washington Harris Short Story Contest. We are proud to present this story forContinue Reading

After they slid out of the rusty old Chevy, Amanda found it hard to keep up. She straggled on the concrete driveway behind her mother who held her baby brother as he tried desperately to worm his way out of her grip, all red-faced and wiggling, but the harder heContinue Reading

My mom loved to tell me stories of her childhood when I was young. It was not uncommon for her to call my name and ask the famous question, “Who do you want to hear about tonight?” It was a calming ritual for me, as I cuddled up next toContinue Reading

Appalachia Bare would like to take this opportunity to thank our subscribers, readers, and viewers. We strive to bring unique content and stories that uncover the real Appalachia, and we’re so grateful for your interest. In the coming year, we’ll offer little gifts here and there for some of ourContinue Reading

-1- The locals of Orem Crossroads don’t need a calendar to know when July rolls around. Snails shed their shells in the triple digit heat and Jane mows her yard every Wednesday wearing her best house dress, the floral long-sleeved cotton, cinched at the waist. She sweeps her silver hairContinue Reading

The alarm blared and the Governor’s eyes snapped awake in the darkness. No time to dillydally today. He picked up his phone, swiped upward, and turned off the alert. He lay there for a moment with his thoughts floating . . . floating . . . until they congealed intoContinue Reading