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You'll read about the architecture of Gandhi's house in India, a 1940s bicycle trip through Europe, a doctor who moves his family to the Philippines, and a family who immigrates from Argentina. Just when you start to get homesick, our writers will steer you back to the region with stories, poems, essays and memoirs about Appalachia, the French Broad River, and breaking the law in Kentucky. The final section of the book explores those journeys we take with our minds more than our bodies. Complemented by eighteen compelling photographs, Migrants & Stowaways will make you as well traveled as any frequent flyer. Advance Praise: Though the writers here have in some cases traveled a long way from East Tennessee and though the pieces range widely in form and style and content, there is a kinship about this anthology born not only of the journey itself or even the idea of the journey but of the place left behind, its imprint and influence on the traveler. It's a kind of longing, I think, for both the faraway and the near at hand. Beyond me to articulate but beautiful to read. -Michael Knight Under the excellent editorial guidance of Emily Dziuban and Kristin Robertson, the Knoxville Writers' Guild has done itself proud with this anthology-Migrants and Stowaways. What we are given here is eighty-four pieces (poems, memoirs, essays, photographs and stories), richly diverse yet centered on the subject matter of inner and outer journeys. Here you can visit exotic, far-away places and others as near as next door. Here you can meet characters, real and imaginary, well worth knowing. Here you will find all the pleasures of good work by good and gifted writers. -George Garrett |
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* Excerpts: I don't remember who it was that took the picture, but it wasn't any of my law-abiding neighbors because in 1969, in Lexington, Kentucky, the centerpiece of that photograph was as illegal as sin, not to mention that my blue-blooded mother was in it, grinning like she'd just won a skeet shooting contest. -Opening line of Deborah Reed's "Grassroots" I am becoming quite the judge of pelican diving teams with their individual styles. At one end of the scale are the ones that simply stop flying and fall into the bay like dead weight. Then, there are the others, the athletes and artists of this sky who water sumo dance. These pelicans pause in mid-air, aerodynamically contour their bodies and enter a downward spiral, hitting the water with a rifling spin. -From Jack Rentfro's "Under a Blue Bimini: Key Largo" On a trip to see the formation room -Opening Lines of Bill Brown's "Spelunking" * * * Resources on the Web | Milestones | By-Laws | Mission Statement Order Form | Writing Women Group | 
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Our sixth anthology,
Migrants & Stowaways, is your ticket to an around-the-world
journey.