The Gold Watch

This photo is the Tomato Biscuit Gang--a writing group that grew out of a class I taught years ago. I have fond memories of that class--and of many others as well. My life has been greatly enriched by such as these.       

Most of you who read this blog are probably aware that I've been slowly stepping (pretty much the only way I step, these days) away from teaching commitments. There are several reasons--the ongoing pandemic and my grandmotherly responsibilities are part of it. Plus, as I near 80, there just isn't the energy I should be bringing to a class. 

Great Smokies Writing Program has been a constant in my teaching life for almost fifteen years. I've had the privilege of working with a wonderful assortment of writers, and I suspect I've learned as much from them as they have from me.

The new great Smokies Literary Review has an embarrassing amount of print dedicated to me on the occasion of my retirement. See HERE.

But wait, there's more! An INTERVIEW and a lovely bouquet of KIND WORDS from former students and colleagues. Really, those kind words are balm to a teacher's soul. 

Many thanks to all who had a hand in this--and to Tommy Hays who took a chance on an unknown many years ago.