War in Iran and My Second DIY Writing Retreat

Donald Trump and Israel started a war with Iran just after midnight Eastern Time on Saturday.          I say “Donald Trump” and not “the United States” because Trump did this without the blessing of the U.S. Congress. He did this after telling the American people that, if elected, he would not start a war.

This is the man who was furious over not being awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.

There must be “an imminent threat” against the American people for the U.S. President to take such an action. Democrat members of the U.S. Congress are furious and saying that intelligence reports indicated no such threat.

The U.S. Constitution gives the U.S. Congress the power to declare war. In this case, the Congress was not even informed that this was about to happen.

As I write this on Sunday night, Iran is retaliating by bombing numerous countries where the U.S. has military bases. Three U.S. military service members were killed and five seriously injured in a Iranian drone attack on a U.S. military base in Kuwait.

It has been reported that Lebanon has bombed Israel and Israel has bombed Lebanon.

No one knows what the near or far future holds as a result of this attack on Iran.

Trump says he joined Israel to take this action to save American lives – not today, but in the future. He expects the Iranian people, who are not organized and have few resources, to now waltz in and create a new government since the bombs have killed the supreme leader of Iran, the Ayatollah Ali Khamenei.

I don’t see that happening. It would be wonderful if the Iranians, who have suffered under a brutal regime for 47 years could take control of their government, but I fear they do not have the wherewithal to do that.

I see the U.S. mired in another endless war started on a whim by a man who dodged the draft five times during the Vietnam War.

By the time this blog post “goes live” eight hours from now at 5:00 a.m. Monday, Eastern Time, there is no telling what will have happened.

I’m a “night owl,” so I was still awake after midnight last Friday night when I learned that Trump and Israel had started this war in Iran. I had already planned my second DIY (Do It Yourself) Writing Retreat for Saturday afternoon.

It was difficult to turn off the TV and distract my brain from current events and focus on 1768 in North Carolina, but I managed to do that.

I needed to make a major change in my historical novel’s plotline. Research last week had uncovered a fact that changed the course of the story somewhat. That necessitated deleting many paragraphs, rewriting others, and juggling some scenes.

It was tedious work, but I committed to it for around six hours. The result was a net gain of 2,200 words – one of my most productive writing days. My word count stands at 60,000. I’m aiming for 90,000 words.

After accepting the fact last week that I am a binge writer and I cannot force myself to set daily business hours to work on my novel, freed me to stop feeling guilty for not working on it every day. I plan to schedule more DIY Writing Retreats in the near future as I continue to find a writing process that suits me.

I plan to blog about the last story – which is more of an essay – in my latest book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, on Tuesday. I’ll just “wing it” after Tuesday, depending on what the coming days bring.

Janet

The government should be afraid of its citizens, not the other way around.

“Ghost of the Battle of Guilford Courthouse” – historical ghost story

The twelfth story in my book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, is a story about a ghost from the American Revolutionary War.

Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, by Janet Morrison

The story takes place in Greensboro, North Carolina in 1965, but it is about the ghost of a British soldier from the Battle of Guilford Courthouse which took place during the American Revolutionary War on March 15, 1781. It is my first (and possibly, last) ghost story.

Photo by Matt Briney on Unsplash

This story was inspired by some unexplained happenings at the condominium my sister and another teacher shared near the Guilford Courthouse Battleground in the 1980s.

None of us had any particular interest in ghosts until the commode upstairs would flush when no one was up there and even guests on occasion had the feeling that someone had entered their bedroom when there was no one to be seen. A can randomly falling off a pantry shelf was also unsettling.

I hope my ghost story will make you a little more knowledgeable about the Battle of Guilford Courthouse which was one of the last battles before Lord Cornwallis surrendered at Yorktown, Virginia.

There is a dog in the story for all you dog lovers.

Note: I made an error in the story. I originally had it set in the 1970s. At the last minute, I changed it to 1965. One of my 1970s characters called 9-1-1, and I forgot to change that when I shifted the story to 1965. It has been brought to my attention by an astute read and fellow writer that 9-1-1 emergency telephone service did not begin in the United States until 1968. My apologies. I try to have all details in my historical fiction writing to be accurate, but this one got past me.

If you missed any of my previous blog posts about the stories in Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, here are the links: “The Tailor’s Shears” – Historical Short Story, “You Couldn’t Help But Like Bob” — historical short story, “To Run or Not to Run” – historical short story, “Making the Best of a Tragedy” – historical short story, “From Scotland to America” – historical short story, “Whom Can We Trust?” – historical short story, “Go fight, Johnny!” – historical short story, “A Letter from Sharpsburg” – historical fiction, “Slip Sliding Away” – historical short story, “Plott Hound Called Buddy” – historical short story, and “Secrets of a Foster Child” – historical short story.

Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble.com, or ask for it at your favorite independent bookstore. Stores that I know try to keep it in stock are Second Look Books in Harrisburg, NC; Highland Books in Brevard, NC; and Blue Ridge Books in Waynesville, NC.

I thank those stores and I thank you for supporting my writing!

Janet

The government should be afraid of its citizens, not the other way around.

“Secrets of a Foster Child” – historical short story

The eleventh story in my new book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, is about a fourteen-year-old foster child who is a veteran at changing homes and foster families.

Some foster children only have a trash bad to put their belongings in.
Photo by Sven Brandsma on Unsplash

In “Secrets of a Foster Child,” Lorraine finally found a family she felt a part of in 1948, just three years after World War II ended.

Things did not go as hoped, but she just might find dignity in a simple suitcase.

The dignity of a simple suitcase.
Photo by Shamblen Studios on Unsplash

In 2001, the congregation of the church I am a member of contacted the county’s Department of Social Services in search of a hands-on project. When we were told that many foster children have nothing but a garbage bag to carry their belongings in to a foster home, we knew we had found a project we could get excited about.

We collected enough new and like-new suitcases to make sure every foster child in the county had a suitcase. We hoped that would help them no longer think of themselves as “throwaway children.”

As you can see, if you have been reading my book or reading this series of blog posts about the stories in my book, I get my inspiration from many sources.

In case you have missed any of the previous blog posts about the stories in the book, here are the links:

Thank you for reading my blog and supporting my writing. Look for Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories on Amazon or at your favorite independent bookstore.

Where to find my book of historical short stories

If you cannot find it locally, you can visit my website, https://www.janetmorrisonbooks.com, click on the book, then click on the Bookshop.org button. Through Bookshop.org you can order books from any independent bookstore in the United States. As an affiliate, I will make a commission from the sale of any book purchased through my website. Thank you!

Janet

The government should be afraid of its citizens, not the other way around.

“Plott Hound Called Buddy” – historical short story

The tenth story in my new book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, is about a dog and the woman who befriends him.

I have loved dogs all my life, so I wanted to include a dog in at least one of the stories in my book. I thought about the noble Plott Hound – the State Dog of North Carolina.

Henry Plott, the son of immigrant from Germany, Johannes Plott, bred this particular hound dog to hunt black bears in the mountains in western North Carolina. Mr. Plott immigrated to North Carolina in 1750. The hound he developed is descended from the “Hanover hound” of Germany.

Mr. Plott was so successful that the Plott Hound was registered with the United Kennel Club in 1946, was recognized by the American Kennel Club in 2006, and was exhibited for the first time at the Westminster Show in 2008. It was named the official State Dog of North Carolina in 1989.

I know two of the descendants of Johannes Plott, so I have a special interest in this. Writing this story gave me an excuse to learn a little more about the Plott Hound. I hope you dog lovers will enjoy the story I wrote about “Buddy” and Lois, the retired teacher who took him in.

I wanted to include a picture of the Plott Hound, but I did not find a photograph that was in the public domain. There are several videos about the Plott Hound on YouTube. Here’s the link to one of them: https://www.bing.com/videos/riverview/relatedvideo?q=Plott+Hound&&mid=4493E23AF27D9EC24ACA4493E23AF27D9EC24ACA&FORM=VAMGZC or you can find other resources about the Plott Hound through a search engine.

Thank you for supporting my writing. Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, is available from Amazon or ask for it at your favorite independent bookstore. It is available to libraries and bookstores through IngramSpark.

It can be ordered through my website, https://www.janetmorrisonbooks.com, by clicking on the Bookshop.org button. If you order the book via my website, as a Bookshop.org affiliate, I will get a small commission.

If you live in the Harrisburg area, ask for it at Second Look Books.

If you missed any of the previous nine blog posts about the stories in my book, here are the links: “The Tailor’s Shears” – Historical Short Story; “You Couldn’t Help But Like Bob” — historical short story; “To Run or Not to Run” – historical short story; “Making the Best of a Tragedy” – historical short story; “From Scotland to America” – historical short story; “Whom Can We Trust?” – historical short story; “Go fight, Johnny!” – historical short story; “A Letter from Sharpsburg” – historical fiction; and “Slip Sliding Away” – historical short story.

Tell your friends how they can find a copy of the book. If you and they enjoy it, a rating on Amazon or Goodreads will be greatly appreciated!

Janet

The government should be afraid of its citizens, not the other way around.

“Whom Can We Trust?” – historical short story

Once-a-week, since November 25, I have blogged about a different story from my new book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories.

The sixth story in the book is “Whom Can We Trust? A Mecklenburg Declaration of Independence Short Story.”

Tradition tells us that Archibald and Maggie Sellers McCurdy built their log cabin in what is now Cabarrus County, North Carolina, in 1773. At that time, Cabarrus had not yet been formed out of the eastern part of old Mecklenburg County. Their house was on the National Register of Historic Places until vandals burned it down a few years ago. Sadly, I never did see the house, but I have seen photographs of it and detailed floor plans and exterior drawings have been preserved.

Archibald McCurdy’s gravestone at Spears Graveyard of Rocky Ri er Presbyterian Church, Cabarrus County, North Carolina

Those drawings and photographs made it easy for me to imagine the McCurdys’ lives. Theirs are names I’ve heard all my life. Archibald was a foot solider in the militia during the Revolutionary War. Maggie was a patriot in her own right, as she earned the name “She-Devil” by the British and Tories. I explain a couple of her feats in the Author’s Note at the end of “Whom Can We Trust?”

Marker placed at Archibald McCurdy’s grave by the Daughters of the American Revolution

The story is set in May 1775 at the time of the signing of the Mecklenburg Declaration of Independence. I was inspired by a story I’ve heard all my life about what Archibald McCurdy did on the day that document was signed.

In case you missed them here are the links to my blog posts about the first five stories in my book: “The Tailor’s Shears” – Historical Short Story, “You Couldn’t Help But Like Bob” — historical short story, “To Run or Not to Run” – historical short story, “Making the Best of a Tragedy” – historical short story, and “From Scotland to America” – historical short story.

Where to purchase Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories

You can find my new short story collection on Amazon in e-book (https://www.amazon.com/Traveling-Through-History-Collection-Historical-ebook/dp/B0FZQBMC2Q/)  and paperback (https://www.amazon.com/Traveling-Through-History-Collection-Historical/dp/B0FZSR6FPX/.)

You can find the paperback at Second Look Books in Harrisburg, NC, or ask for it at your local independent bookstore. Bookstores can order it from IngramSpark.

Janet

“From Scotland to America” – historical short story

Since November 25, I’ve blogged once-a-week about one of the stories in my new book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories. The fifth story in the book is “From Scotland to America: A 1762 Immigration Story.”

Somewhere on the Kintyre Peninsula of Scotland. Photo by Andrew Hall on Unsplash. (Andrew, we might be cousins!)

I know baptismal dates and marriage dates for my ancestors in Campbeltown and Southend, Scotland, but I don’t know when the three brothers set sail to America. I don’t know how long they lived in Pennsylvania before taking the Great Wagon Road south to the Rocky River Community in present-day Cabarrus County, North Carolina, but I had fun imagining their journey for this short story.

I’m privileged to live on a little piece of land that has passed down through seven generations to my sister and me from the 1760s. We’ve been to Scotland and visited the farms where they were tenants of the Duke of Argyll in the late 1600s and early 1700s. I feel a bond with them. Writing “From Scotland to America” was one small way for me to pay homage to them. I grew closer to them as I pondered their lives, what they saw, what they did, how they must have marveled at “the New World” and how they must have missed their homeland and living by the sea.

This story is entirely fiction except for their names, where they lived in Scotland, and from whom my great-great-great-great-grandfather purchased his first piece of land in North Carolina.

The three brothers came from a place where no common people owned their own land, so it must have been an unimaginable accomplishment to come to America and purchase land. That was something none of their ancestors could have done!

In case you missed them here are the links to my blog posts about the first four stories in my book: “The Tailor’s Shears” – Historical Short Story; “You Couldn’t Help But Like Bob” — historical short story; “To Run or Not to Run” – historical short story; and “Making the Best of a Tragedy” – historical short story.

Where to purchase Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories

Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, by Janet Morrison

You can find my new short story collection on Amazon in e-book (https://www.amazon.com/Traveling-Through-History-Collection-Historical-ebook/dp/B0FZQBMC2Q/)  and paperback (https://www.amazon.com/Traveling-Through-History-Collection-Historical/dp/B0FZSR6FPX/.)

You can find the paperback at Second Look Books in Harrisburg, NC, or ask for it at your local independent bookstore. Bookstores can order it from IngramSpark.

Don’t forget to look for my other books, all available on Amazon: I Need The Light! 26 Weekly Devotionals to Help You Through Winter; I Need The Light! Companion Journal and Diary; The Aunts in the Kitchen: Southern Family Recipes (compiled along with my sister, Marie); Harrisburg, Did You Know? Cabarrus History, Book 1; and Harrisburg, Did You Know? Cabarrus History, Book 2.

The following genealogy books that my sister and I compiled are available through my website (https://www.janetmorrisonbooks.com): Descendants of John & Mary Morrison of Rocky River; Descendants of James & Jennet Morrison of Rocky River; and Descendants of Robert & Sarah Morrison of Rocky River.

By the way, don’t forget the people of Ukraine and their struggle to remain a free and independent nation.

Janet

“To Run or Not to Run” – historical short story

The fictional character I’m introducing to you today is George. He is a slave in South Carolina in the mid-1700s in the third story in Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, “To Run of Not to Run.”

When you meet George, he is a young boy. He and his father, who was born in Senegal, have just been sold and are being taken from Camden to the Waxhaws.

Photo by Asso Myron on Unsplash

Here’s an excerpt from when George and his father are in the back of a wagon being taken to their new living situation in the Waxhaws:

“George sensed his father was tiring of his questions, so he shut his eyes tight and tried to turn off his mind. But the harder he tried not to think, the more questions flooded his head. The ones that kept crowding out all the others were ones he knew not to ask because he was afraid his papa did not know the answers. When will we see Mama again? When are we going to be free?

You will follow George as he has a lot to learn and grows up fast. His new master’s son is about his age. Therein forms a dynamic that will ultimately be further developed in the historical novels I am planning and writing.

Remember George. He is a character who grew out of my imagination and has never let me go. I don’t think he will let you forget him either.

Getting into the skin, brain, and soul of a young boy with black skin who is living as a slave in America in the mid-1700s allowed me to stretch my imagination in ways that my other fictional characters did not.

In case you missed my November 24 and December 1 blog posts about the first two stories in Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, here are the links: “The Tailor’s Shears” – Historical Short Story and “You Couldn’t Help But Like Bob” — historical short story.

Where to purchase Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories

You can find my new short story collection on Amazon in e-book and paperback. You can find the paperback at Second Look Books in Harrisburg, NC, or ask for it at your local independent bookstore.

Hurricane Helene Recovery Update

I haven’t offered a Hurricane Helene recovery update since my November 3 blog post.

As of Friday, December 5, 25 roads in North Carolina were still closed due to Hurricane Helene’s wind, flooding, and landslides on September 26, 2024. That is a decrease of six roads since a month ago. There are three U.S. highways, two State highways, and 20 state roads closed more than 14 months after the hurricane.

In Tennessee… as of Tuesday, December 2, U.S. 321in Elk Mills, in the Watauga Lake area, is officially reopened since being heavily damaged by the hurricane.

Sections of the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina will remain closed until at least next fall, and I-40 at the Tennessee line will continue to be just two lanes at 35 miles-per-hour for a couple more years while five miles of the highway are being rebuilt in the Pigeon River Gorge.

The following success story was cut and pasted from a U.S. Forest Service – National Forests in North Carolina Facebook post on December 3, 2025:  “Two decades ago, after Hurricane Frances and Ivan, our ecosystems team saw how erosion could unravel an entire ecosystem. Brady Dodd, hydrologist for the National Forests in North Carolina, developed and executed a plan to reshape eroded riverbanks, plant riparian flood resistant species and add erosion prevention structures. After Helene arrived, the banks held, and the water ran clear due to the work that had been done years prior. This story serves as a model to our forests as we continue to build resilience into each of our Helene recovery projects.”

We’ve gone from fall leaf season to snow ski season in western North Carolina since my last update. Be aware that you might run into a detour, and you can’t drive the full length of the Blue Ridge Parkway.

If you visit, please drop by Blue Ridge Books in Waynesville and Highland Books in Brevard. Tell them I sent you. They sell my books!

Janet

“The Tailor’s Shears” – Historical Short Story

Today I’m introducing you to what prompted me to write “The Tailor’s Shears,” the first story in my new book, Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories.

Photo by Matt Artz on Unsplash

This was a story I wrote in 2001 soon after I completed a fiction writing course in the Continuing Education Department at Queens University of Charlotte. I had edited it over the years as I learned more about the craft of writing fiction. The fact that I took a fiction writing course is in itself an interesting story.

I had never read a lot of fiction. I’d always read history books and probably didn’t read any fiction in college other than what was required in English classes. Being a political science major with a history minor, fiction wasn’t on my radar. Imagine my sister’s surprise (or should I say shock?) when I told her I was taking a course in fiction writing! Needless to say, I had a lot to learn.

Those of us who completed the course were given the opportunity to join Queens Writers Group. It was a congenial group with a range of talents. When it was decided we would self-publish a collection of short stories, I jumped in. Self-publishing and print-on-demand were new to all of us and to the world. We felt like we were trailblazers!

It was decided that each of us would write a story based on an item found in the castle keep at a fictitious Lochar Castle in Scotland. Each of us had to choose an item we wanted to write about. No other instructions were given.

In doing family research and visiting Scotland, I had learned about the Covenanters. I knew I wanted to work that into my story, and then I had to figure out the item I would write about. In a nutshell, the Covenanters were a group of Presbyterians in Scotland who signed the National Covenant in 1638 to affirm their opposition to the Stuart kings’ interference with the Presbyterian Church of Scotland. The signers and the people who agreed with them were Covenanters. Many of them were executed by the government.

I was fascinated by the sacrifices the Covenanters made, especially after seeing the plaque that marks the spot in The Grassmarket in the Old Town section of Edinburgh where many Covenanters were hanged for their religious beliefs. (See a photo at http://www.covenanter.org.uk/grassmarket.html.) I also visited Greyfriars Churchyard where the National Covenant was signed. Some of them signed their names in blood. It was all an eye-opening experience to learn that part of my Presbyterian background!

Somehow, with that history in my head, I decided to write about a tailor who was a Covenanter and it was his shears that would be found later in the Lochar Castle keep. The story is written from the point-of-view of Sir Iain Douglas, the patriarch of the Douglas Clan who lived in the castle at the time of the tailor’s shears ended up in the castle. In the story, Sir Iain shares his recollections of his tailor, Alexander Montgomery, and how Mr. Montgomery was persecuted for being a Covenanter.


Here’s an excerpt from the story:

“‘Just why is it the Covenanters cannae compromise and make peace with the King? Back forty years ago in my military days, I thought I had a fairly good idea of what the Covenanters stood for, but with the passage of time I have grown somewhat weary of it all and wonder if the present-day Covenanters even know what they’re fighting for or against.’

“Montgomery’s face turned red as a beetroot and his blue eyes blazed.”


I hope you will be transported back to the 17th century in Scotland as you read “The Tailor’s Shears” in Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, by Janet Morrison. You can find my book on Amazon, if it is not available at your favorite independent bookstore.

Photo of the cover of Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, by Janet Morrison
Traveling Through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories, by Janet Morrison

If you wish to learn more about the Covenanters, here are a couple of websites you may wish to visit: http://www.covenanter.org.uk/whowere.html and https://scottishhistorysociety.com/the-national-covenant-1637-60/. An excellent book about the Covenanters is The Blue Flag of the Covenant, by Robert Pollok Kerr, D.D.

Thank you for supporting my writing!

Janet

A rude awakening about what constitutes historical fiction

I was caught off-guard on June 14 when I read Sarah Johnson’s Reading the Past blog post and learned that the decade of the 1960s is now the hottest thing in historical fiction.

Yikes!

I remember the 1960s well. In fact, I remember some of the 1950s. I admit that I had not thought of the 1960s as fodder for historical fiction yet. Wasn’t it yesterday that I was still reading World War II fiction? Why did we leap right over the 1950s?

Photo of an astronaut standing on the moon
Photo by History in HD on Unsplash

Calling books set in the 1960s “historical fiction” just doesn’t seem right. I’m not ready to read it, and I’m certainly not ready to try to write it. I like to write about the 1760s and 1770s, so I must be in a 200-year-old time warp.

When I finish my novel-in-progress, I just hope I’m not the only person out there who likes to read about life in the 1760s.


My blog is all over the place!

The first 11 years or more that I wrote a blog, I concentrated on my life as a struggling writer and a reader. (Make that “struggling reader,” too, in light of my memory problems. Many times I get to the bottom of a page in a book and I have no idea what I just read, but I digress.)

I have also written history pieces, often on the anniversary date of an event. Some of them are well-known dates and events in history, while others were little-known events that I stumbled upon.

Over the years I toyed with how often to blog. I eventually settled on just once-a-week. That seemed to be all I could handle. I settled on posting my blog every Monday. That worked very well for me.

Then came Donald Trump’s reelection, and my comfortable blogging routine went out the window.

After blogging as many as six posts a week since January 20, I think I’m probably “preaching to the choir.” My readers are probably keeping up with politics as much as I am.

Since I don’t want to bore you with our new normal in the United States, I hope to add some variety to my blog posts. I certainly don’t want to write about politics every day! It’s not good for my mental health or yours. I miss writing fiction, and I desperately want to get back to a place emotionally where I can turn off the politics in my head and switch gears to colonial America.

I have written 90,000 words of an historical novel, but I put it on the back burner a couple of years ago when I realized the protagonist’s backstory deserved its own novel. I’ve done a ton of research and I wrote 35,000 words before I let myself get derailed. I think about my protagonist every day and I yearn to finish writing her story.

Her story lets me travel back to The Great Wagon Road in the 1760s to the backcountry of Virginia, North Carolina, and into The Waxhaws in South Carolina. I look forward to sharing her story with you, but first I must get my devotional book published.

I have had success in the past week in turning my attention back to the devotional book I’m writing. I have been doing what I hope will be my read aloud proofread. It is tedious. It is time-consuming. It is 186 pages.

I took a big step yesterday. I have published my other books and two short stories through Kindle Direct Publishing, but I would like for my devotional book to be available for bookstores to sell. I have researched IngramSpark and yesterday I set up an account with that company.

That decision had been weighing on my mind for several weeks. After reading the lengthy agreement and reviewing the company’s User Guide, I settled on IngramSpark and created my account last night.

I will explain in an upcoming blog what the book is about and the double importance of the title: I Need The Light. My goal is to publish it in August.


What happened to the historical short stories I mentioned last year?

Sadly, those stories are exactly where they were the last time I mentioned them in a blog post. They are on paper and in my computer. Some are complete. Some are almost complete. Some are just story titles on a list.

I want to get back to that project!

Here I am.

If you have wondered what happened to all my grandiose writing projects, now you know.

Please don’t give up on me. I have stories to share with you.


Hurricane Helene Update

As of last Friday, June 20, 2025, 59 roads in North Carolina were closed due to Hurricane Helene. That count included five US highways, nine state highways, and 45 state roads.

That is an increase of six state highways and four state roads since the report issued on Friday, June 17. I don’t know why the numbers went up. It could be a typographical error in the online table I check every week. It will be interesting to see what the next weekly NCDOT report will indicate.

The North Carolina General Assembly voted unanimously yesterday to allocated another $500 million for Hurricane Helene relief. That brings the state’s total to around $2 billion so far.

Due to a micro-burst rainstorm and flood on June 19, section of I-40 in Tennessee and North Carolina in the remote Pigeon River Gorge had to be closed again. The closure is approximately 50 miles long. It is the same portion of the interstate that was closed for five months after Hurricane Helene… and until Thursday of last week was finally open to one lane in each direction.

Tennessee Department of Transportation reports  on Wednesday sounded doubtful but said they are still working toward possibly getting the highway reopened by July 4. Detour information can be found at https://drivenc.gov/.

I’m beginning to think the Pigeon River Gorge does not want an interstate highway. It keeps revolting!


Until my next blog post

I hope you have a good book to read.

If you live in Europe or on the east coast of the United States, I hope you get some relief from the heatwave this weekend. After a week, I have gotten used to the triple-digit heat index numbers, although anything above 105 degrees F. is still a little extreme.

Remember the people of Ukraine and western North Carolina.

Janet

#ineedthelight

How Can Genealogy Influence Historical Fiction?

Since I have published very little historical fiction, you probably haven’t read anything yet that was influenced or inspired by my genealogy; however, I hope to remedy that with the publication of a collection of my short stories in 2024.

I’ll give you an example. People often ask fiction writers where they get their ideas. The answers run the gamut, but I have drawn on research into my family history for at least one historical short story.

Many people like to brag about their Scottish ancestors living in castles. Folks, why would someone leave a castle in Scotland in the 1700s and come to America to start life over as a farmer? Just sayin.’

Eilean Donan Castle in Scotland (Photo credit: Nicholad Beel on Unsplash.com
Eilean Donan Castle in Scotland (Photo credit: Nicholas Beel on Unsplash.com

I brag on most of my ancestors because they were farmers. They were farmers in Scotland and Ireland, and they bought land to farm when they got to America.

Cornfield. Photo Credit: Steven Weeks on Unsplash.com
Photo Credit: Steven Weeks on Unsplash.com

After having grown up out in the country and worked a vegetable garden, I have immense respect and admiration for anyone who is able to support a family and make a living by farming – especially back in the days before tractors and other mass-produced farm equipment.

Today I’m blogging about one of my immigrant ancestors who inspired me to write a short story.

He left Ireland (we think) and came to Virginia in the early 1700s. He had obviously not lived in a castle. Doing research on him in coastal Virginia was an eye-opening adventure. By following all the government records I could find about him, I learned a great deal of early Virginia history.

His court records made the fact that in colonial Virginia there was no separation of church and state very real to me. When said ancestor found himself on the wrong side of the law, he was fined a certain poundage of tobacco (or “tobo”) to be paid to the Anglican church.

Tobacco hanging in a barn to cure. Photo Credit: Rusty Watson on Unsplash.com
Photo Credit: Rusty Watson on Unsplash.com

I learned that tobacco was as good as money in colonial Virginia. My g-g-g-g-g-grandfather was on the wrong side of the law more than once, and he was always fined a certain number of pounds of tobacco.

Just so you’ll know, he wasn’t a terrible or dangerous person. He was fined for such offenses as playing cards on the Sabbath. You can read what I think will be an entertaining story about him in my (hopefully) upcoming book in 2024, Traveling through History: A Collection of Historical Short Stories.

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Since my last blog post

Drumroll! Main Street Books in Davidson, North Carolina has accepted The Aunts in the Kitchen: Southern Family Recipes on consignment for the next six months. Marie and I are excited about this new opportunity.

I appreciate the comments some of you let after reading my blog last Monday about book banning – specifically, Sold, by Patricia McCormick. I’m glad I introduced the book to some of you.

In last Monday’s blog, I indicated that I had submitted a request to the Cabarrus County Public Library for Sold to be ordered. One of the librarians thanked me for bringing it to her attention. It seems that the system used to have a copy. After it was lost, they failed to order a replacement copy. That is now being rectified.

See? Sometimes all you need to do is ask your local library system to consider adding a book to the collection. In a time when too many people do nothing but criticize “the government” and express their disrespect for government employees, I’m giving a shout-out for the Cabarrus County Public Library System and its dedicated employees

Until my next blog post

I wish my fellow Americans a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday this week. It’s good that we set aside a day every year to stop and think about all we have to be thankful for.

I hope you have a good book and time to read it. If there’s a book you wish you can check out of your local public library but it’s not in the system, request that it be purchased. Your request might be turned down due to monetary restraints or another reason, but you won’t know until you try.

Remember the people of Ukraine and other parts of the world where innocent citizens are suffering due to the actions of dictators and terrorists.

Janet