We’ve Been Accepted into the Southern Festival of Books! Come see us in Nashville!

Big, big news! 

We (and our book, Going Gypsy) have been accepted into one of our favorite book events – The Southern Festival of Books in Nashville!

Humanities Tennessee has been throwing this great event for twenty-seven years, and its popularity has inspired hundreds of similar book festivals.

Because of their dedication to the written word, the festival is free to all who want to celebrate the joy of reading!

Join us and two hundred of the nation’s most prominent authors for three days of fun, interaction, and – because it’s in Nashville, music!… SEE MORE ABOUT THE SOUTHERN FESTIVAL OF BOOKS AND HOW YOU CAN MEET US THERE >>

Big, big news! 

We (and our book, Going Gypsy) have been accepted into one of our favorite book events – The Southern Festival of Books in Nashville!

Humanities Tennessee has been throwing this great event for twenty-seven years, and its popularity has inspired hundreds of similar book festivals.

Because of their dedication to the written word, the festival is free to all who want to celebrate the joy of reading!

Join us and two hundred of the nation’s most prominent authors for three days of fun, interaction, and – because it’s in Nashville, music!… SEE MORE ABOUT THE SOUTHERN FESTIVAL OF BOOKS AND HOW YOU CAN MEET US THERE >>

We’re Too Old For This Crap

One of our top priorities when becoming gypsy — as opposed to empty — nesters was to use our new found freedom to see family and friends that we hadn’t been able to visit in years.

While finishing up our childrearing years on a Caribbean island a thousand miles from the mainland we were understandably limited in our opportunities to drop in on folks.

Now that we are unfettered, we have had the opportunity to reunite with quite a few of our old friends. In every case I’ve noticed… CONTINUE READING >>

One of our top priorities when becoming gypsy — as opposed to empty — nesters was to use our new found freedom to see family and friends that we hadn’t been able to visit in years.

While finishing up our childrearing years on a Caribbean island a thousand miles from the mainland we were understandably limited in our opportunities to drop in on folks.

Now that we are unfettered, we have had the opportunity to reunite with quite a few of our old friends. In every case I’ve noticed… CONTINUE READING >>

A Tale of Two Cities… Uh, Counties… No, States

Check this out: we’re on the border of Tennessee and Georgia. We find a community that is split down the middle with a blue line painted through the town.

It gets weirder (YAY!) — the blue line goes straight through buildings. Shops, a church, even a bar.

But wait, it gets weirder yet. The bar is also in two counties. And one of them is dry… CONTINUE READING >> 


Check this out: we’re on the border of Tennessee and Georgia. We find a community that is split down the middle with a blue line painted through the town.

It gets weirder (YAY!) — the blue line goes straight through buildings. Shops, a church, even a bar.

But wait, it gets weirder yet. The bar is also in two counties. And one of them is dry… CONTINUE READING >>