by Valorie Quesenberry | Dec 16, 2019 | Christmas, Uncategorized
This short story is dedicated to my friend, LuRhe, in loving memory of her daughter, Jacinda Edwards Stetler, who was a devoted and beloved teacher. Tommy was dirty. His overalls were ragged. His hair had a cowlick that sprouted like new alfalfa on the back of his...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Jun 26, 2019 | Uncategorized
Some things are sacred in the south – sweet iced tea is one of them. You know how valuable something is by what people will sacrifice for it. I can only imagine how the King’s tea tax smote the heart of our Revolutionary forbears. Their devotion to country cost them...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Jun 6, 2019 | Uncategorized
Joe fixed his eyes on it as he crawled. A rock jutting up on the beach, a few hundred yards from him. All he had to do was reach it. The men of the 1st Infantry Division, Company B, were floundering toward dry land, kicking, thrashing, coughing, dragging each other to...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Oct 4, 2018 | Uncategorized
The trees were burnished gold outside her window. Beyond the road, Jenna could see the cornstalks drying in the late autumn sun. It was a gorgeous October day. She stuffed another sweater in the suitcase and grimaced as she zipped it shut. Packing light was a...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Sep 20, 2018 | Uncategorized
Macbeth was gone. Someone must have forgotten to latch the lid. Katrin was taking a dog-eared library card from a 1st grader when her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the empty case. Her first thought was to bolt from her chair, but she squashed the urge...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Aug 21, 2018 | Uncategorized
Feelings of inadequacy and rejection are some of the most painful in human experience. And all of us have been acquainted with them. How we process them matters. Our disappointments don’t have to define us. This guest article is one that I asked my eldest...
