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SR BLOG | 16 September

Photo: Helen Holladay, Cary Holladay’s grandmother, who was the inspiration for Nelle Fenton

"What was Mr. Core waiting for? Throughout the ’90s and early 2000s, as my work appeared in books, anthologies, and other literary journals, the stories I sent to the SR came back." —Cary Holladay, from "She’ll Ride the Horse Herself"

In the third installment to Spilt Ink, our online essay series, Cary Holladay talks about her journey to publication in the Sewanee Review… and the trip back into her family history that it took to get there.

Click here to read the full essay!

The hunter enters the natural world, and the writer or teacher tries to lead readers and students to see the imitation of nature that is art. Without knowledge of the primary world—the world of trees and animals, of sunrise and arrowheads, children and unruly grandfathers—hunting is aimless and literature indecipherable.

—Robert Benson, from “Wedding the Wild Particular” (SR Spring 2012)

Check out the trailer for Serena, a film based on the novel of the same name by Sewanee Review contributor Ron Rash.

Perhaps a spirit harbors here,
waiting to speak its syllable:
The sea has a heart of fire.
I am a child of the sea.

—Gladys Swan, from “Gathering Driftwood” (SR Summer 2014)

SR BLOG | 11 September

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"My own experiences in those rural landscapes influenced the new work, as did the passage of time, which was working its changes on farming, social customs, and memory itself."

—Cary Holladay, from “She’ll Ride the Horse Herself”

Read Cary Holladay’s “She’ll Ride the Horse Herself,” the third installment in our Spilt Ink series, over at the SR website.

Spilt Ink is an online essay series published by the Sewanee Review.  

SR Blog | 10 September

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Photo: Knoxville News Sentinel

“Sometimes now, when I hear the wind at night and I am half asleep … I feel a chill I do not name. Then, by habit of memory sealed before my childhood was over, like a hand on my shoulder turning me on the path beyond the creek, I hear an old man’s voice, Junie, grandfather, ‘Hawkins’s coming.’” 

—Gerald Smith, from “Whittling Away at the Edges of Childhood”

The Sewanee Review is excited to announce that our upcoming Fall 2014 issue will feature “Whittling Away at the Edges of Childhood,” an essay by Gerald Smith. 

Gerald Smith has taught religion at Sewanee for forty-five years. He specializes in rural field studies. He has written a bit about flyfishing and has edited several books in the Sewanee History Project series. With student assistant Sean Suarez, he wrote Sewanee Places which was published in 2010. He is currently working on A Sewanee Atlas. Smith published a book review in the Sewanee Review in the early 1980s. ”Whittling Away at the Edges of Childhood” is his first essay to appear in the magazine. 

“Hattie only talked of God when she got scared during thunderstorms. Then she hurried us all into the parlor, pulled down the shades, turned out the light, and repeated, ‘Be still and know that I am God,’ each time it thundered.” 

—Gerald Smith, from “Whittling Away at the Edges of Childhood”

Subscribe here in order to receive a copy of the issue and Smith’s essay in late October.