from the editor
Congratulations to our Pushcart Prize nominees
It’s with great pleasure that we nominate the following works from New Southerner for the Pushcart Prize:
“To Sing and Sing Again” by Marianne Worthington (poetry)
“The Rabbit Cage” by Matthew Haughton (poetry)
“Dictum” by Rosemary Royston (poetry)
“Blasting Zone” by G.C. Compton (poetry)
“The Heart of the Woods” by Eva Sage Gordon (nonfiction)
“We’re… »
New Southerner suspends publication
Due to financial difficulties, we have suspended publication of New Southerner while we explore options for restructuring and relaunching operations. Please enjoy our archive of previously published material, which we will continue to make available as long as possible.
We are deeply grateful to the readers, contributors and staff of volunteers who made publication possible for… »
Not another hoop dream in the heart of basketball country
By BOBBI BUCHANAN
I have a dream that my grandchildren will not be slaves to Big Oil and King Coal—that they will not suffer the dependence and helplessness so many of us feel every time we pull up to the gas pump or rip open our utility bill.
I dream that when the college basketball season ends,… »
Pushcart Prize nominees announced
It’s with great pleasure that we nominate the following works from New Southerner for the Pushcart Prize:
“Annunciation” by Wanda Fries (poetry)
“My Black Dog” by Wanda Fries (poetry)
“Something in the Wash” by Angela Jackson-Brown (fiction)
“The Beauregard Group” by Leslie Whatley (fiction)
“How to Save 89 Cents” by Michele Niesen (nonfiction)
“Leanin’ Back”… »
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By KIMBERLY ANDERSON
Assistant Editor
Welcome to the launch of the NEW New Southerner magazine. This is where old-fashioned ideas meet new trends and sensitivities that give us the inspiration to live fuller, more independent lives, strengthen relationships, save money and leave the earth a better place.
I say “us” because I am as far from self-sufficiency as… »
Must We Mow?
FROM THE EDITOR
My neighbors say nothing about the hip-high fleabane in our yard because they can’t see it. The gravel driveway dips from the road, and the shagbark hickories and brambles that surround our house help to camouflage the oasis of wildflowers that the family next door might consider unsightly weeds.
My husband, son and… »
Unplugged and Lovin’ It
FROM THE EDITOR
As a kid I looked forward to tornado season in Kentucky. Every spring brought the promise of stormy weather and, with it, the likelihood of losing our lights for an evening.
Nothing beat the thrill of watching those dark, ominous clouds roil in the western skies and hearing thunder crack so loud it… »
Making Manna
FROM THE EDITOR
One of the biggest thrills of my elementary school years was the day our first-grade class made butter. We learned about the tools and ingredients necessary for this task from a smiling, sturdy woman, invited for the afternoon by our young teacher, Mrs. Lawson. I remember, in particular, the small wooden churn… »
Pushcart Prize nominees announced
Congratulations to New Southerner’s Pushcart Prize nominees:
“Honesty” by Kate Buckley (poetry)
“The Gold Star” by G.C. Compton (fiction)
“Chilaquiles” by Michele Niesen… »
Holding Out Hope
FROM THE CONTRIBUTING EDITOR
I don’t want to give up. I told my sons this on a hiking trail called Honeymoon Falls at Pine Mountain State Resort Park this summer.
Parker was 9, James Tucker was 2, and they were dying to get in the pool. It was closed for chemical testing our first day. On day… »
