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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, March 19, 2018

Posted on March 19, 2018 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

William Faulkner’s Rowan Oak “No matter what a person does to cover up and conceal themselves, when we write and lose control, I can spot a person from Alabama, Florida, South Carolina a mile away even if they make no … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, March 5, 2018

Posted on March 5, 2018 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Because I was born in the South, I’m a Southerner. If I had been born in the North, the West or the Central Plains, I would be just a human being.” — Clyde Edgerton

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, January 29, 2018

Posted on January 29, 2018 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience —Harper Lee Art: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, January 1, 2018

Posted on January 1, 2018 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Though Anne was born in Alabama and schooled in Mississippi, she had traveled north, and, like many southerners, gained a theoretical understanding of the concept of cold. But the mind is an overprotective parent. What it doesn’t care for, it … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, December 11, 2017

Posted on December 11, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“I haven’t given a thought to Christmas, except where to get a little whiskey for the eggnog.” — Eudora Welty writing to her agent, Diarmuid Russell in 1947  

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, November 20, 2017

Posted on November 20, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Bless You, O Lord, for the bounty of our table, the varied fruits we can be thankful for on this Thanksgiving Day of a troubled year.” —The Thanksgiving grace by Uncle B., a character in Truman Capote’s The Thanksgiving Visitor … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, October 16, 2017

Posted on October 16, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, October 2, 2017

Posted on October 2, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Tell about the South. What’s it like there. What do they do there. Why do they live there.” — William Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom!    Photo of Faulkner’s Rowan Oak: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, September 25, 2017

Posted on September 25, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“One place understood helps us understand all places better.” — Eudora Welty   Louisiana shack photo: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, August 28, 2017

Posted on August 28, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

In “June Recital,” a story I wrote laid in a small Mississippi town in the 1930s, a lady comes home from a Rook party to tell her little son what they had to eat: “ ‘An orange scooped out and … Continue reading →

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