The commander’s desk rattled; his military knick-knacks crashed to the floor.  I watched, fascinated, as a crack widened on the opposite wall and the parking lot undulated outside the ground-level window . . . Continue Reading

At the age of 28, tired of bouncing from job to job . . . I opted to go back to school for a nursing degree.  Once the transferable credits were applied from my B.A. in psychology, I could finish the program in only two and a half years.  I just had one problem—I was broke.Continue Reading

We’re coming upon a holiday where we as a people gather together and reflect on gratitude. We may contemplate the hundreds of Thanksgivings our people had before us. Or, perhaps, we ruminate over the gatherings in the most recent decade. A particular dish. A special person. A family tradition. WeContinue Reading

We’ve all reached the midpoint of 2023, seen moons and days and times pass like a blur or a telling breeze. Together, our readers, subscribers, and contributors, along with all of us at Appalachia Bare, have lived each moment, weathered every hardship, and basked in many joys. Please forgive thisContinue Reading

Author’s Note: some factual details, Mary’s letter, and photos (scanned from the originals) in this article were mined from an unpublished case study I co-authored; my foggy, unofficial recollections form the rest of the story. For all dollar figures, keep in mind that a buck in 1978 would be equivalentContinue Reading

Thank you to all our readers, contributors, subscribers, supporters, and creative persons. Thank you for your interest and for entrusting us with such incredible Appalachian creativity. This endeavor has been an honor and joy. I hope we have done well as a venue to inspire creativity and spread a littleContinue Reading

The Capturing Appalachia Photography Contest closed January 31 at midnight. Thank you for your interest. Appalachia Bare holds a genre-specific contest every year, so keep checking with us. We look forward to seeing more Appalachian creativity, as we take submissions year-round. For more information about how to submit your work,Continue Reading

My secret nickname, Meat Grinder, for the Soddy-Daisy, Tennessee, man displaced by the Highway 27 project was partly a tribute to his roughhewn visage but more about his making hamburger out of my life. He had put me through hell, but, with the assistance of a creative mortgage banker, IContinue Reading

I briefly forgot about the butterflies in my stomach when the work clinic doc latched on to my genitals.  He seemed to be checking for more than a hernia, but, sensing I wasn’t happy to be there, he quickly finished the cursory exam. A few reams of government paperwork later,Continue Reading

Enjoy some of our favorite submitted images from Trent Eades, Jim Clark, John Allyn Miller, and Erik Bathe. Click on the gallery names for more stunning photographs from these talented photographers.   Trent Eades Trent Eades Gallery   Mardi Growl   Going Medieval in Appalachia   Jim Clark After theContinue Reading