by Jamie Cattanach | May 27, 2018 | Travel
Six days and two-thousand miles away from Asheville, hello from Bozeman, Montana. It has been a week. I’ve wandered from slow Missouri — whose truck drivers somehow unanimously think it’s okay to sit in the left lane and who, when they finally deign...
by Jamie Cattanach | May 17, 2018 | Travel
So I almost signed a lease in Asheville. I know. I know. The summer of wanderlust! And westward journeying! And committing to no commitments! But then I arrived in this weird little town cradled on all sides by green, smoke-blown mountains. I summitted Mount Mitchell...
by Jamie Cattanach | May 1, 2018 | Travel
Today I write from a coffee shop in Asheville, populated by blue-haired sippers of both camps: dye and age. I was told to expect the east coast’s answer to Portland, and that’s exactly what this town feels like — with an extra dose of pick-up trucks...
by Jamie Cattanach | Apr 22, 2018 | Travel
Hello from a cabin in a small set of hills that calls itself the town of Trenton, about twenty minutes south of Chattanooga. After driving six hours through Bible belt backroads to see the Georgia Guidestones, I danced my way between Georgia, North Carolina and...
by Jamie Cattanach | Mar 12, 2018 | Uncategorized
I just got back from AWP, the largest American writers’ conference — an ephemeral, literary vortex of readings and panels and temporarily-all-gender-friendly convention center restrooms. It’s the kind of event where word nerds like me are totally in...