Linda Faye Gillis

I write about Southern people because I am from the South. Raised in rural northern Florida, I still need humidity in order to breathe. The ghostly sway of Spanish moss comforts me. And the chirp of crickets and croak of alligators sounds like a lullaby. I know how to grow a garden, raise cows and chickens, and get clothes soft on a line. (The secret to that last one is a good, strong wind.) I now live in suburban North Carolina, but the swamplands are still my home. I write about everyday people who sometimes question their faith in God, themselves, and the world. I write like that because I am like that.