“Then one morning she’d begun to feel her sorrow easing, like something jagged that had cut into her so long it had finally dulled its edges, worn itself down. That same day Rachel couldn’t remember which side her father had… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“It amazed Rachel how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
John Lane has long been recognized as one of the South's finest poets and memoirists. This debut establishes him as one of our finest… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Maybe calling it being hitched ain’t the prettiest way to say you’re married, but it’s the truth to my mind and true in a… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
Short fiction is the medium I love the most, because it requires that I bring everything I've learned about poetry - the concision, the… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Dead and still in the world was worse than dead and in the ground. Dead in the ground at least gave you the hope… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“The song was wistful as the ballads Slidell and the Clayton brothers played, except words weren't needed to feel the yearning. That made the… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“What does eminent domain mean?” Stewart asked. “It means you’re shit out of luck,” Ross said.” — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
Steve Yarbrough is a writer of many gifts, but what makes Safe from the Neighbors such a magnificent achievement is its moral complexity. .… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“The lift of her heart she'd felt on the outcrop she now felt again, and it wasn't just love. She'd felt love before, known… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Rachel kneeled beside Jacob. She took the child's hand and pressed it to the dirt. Her father had told Rachel that Harmons had been… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
