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Appalachian Heritage releases Winter 2015 issue
Wendell Berry

A new essay from Wendell Berry

David Joy

Interview with debut novelist David Joy

2014 Plattner Awards Photo

2014 Denny C. Plattner Award winners announced


Interview with bestselling author Barbara Kingsolver​

Rhiannon Giddens’s New Album

Rhiannon Giddens of the Carolina Chocolate Drops, debuted her solo album in February, Tomorrow is My Turn. The Carolina Chocolate Drops is an old-time string band from Durham, North Carolina. Their 2010 album, Genuine Negro Jig, won the Grammy Award for Best Traditional Folk Album at the 53rd Annual Grammy…

“Pain Pills” by Angaleena Presley

Eastern Kentucky native Angaleena Presley‘s debut solo album, American Middle Class, was released in 2014 to widespread praise, following a career of songwriting and hit-making with country supergroup The Pistol Annies. Here’s a twangy track titled “Pain Pills.”

Winter 2015 Editor’s Note

In the dead of winter, sunlight is often in short supply, appearing without warning, only to soon disappear again behind a mass of grey clouds. Many of us can’t help but walk around downcast, wearing what Shakespeare called a “February face” in Much Ado About Nothing—“So full of frost, of…

Interview: David Joy

David Joy is only thirty-one, but come March, this North Carolina writer will see his first novel, Where All the Light Tends to Go, published by Putnam. The book, a gritty tale of “a young man seeking redemption,” is highly anticipated and has garnered advance praise from the likes of…

Luck of the Draw

When the doorbell rang that early January afternoon in 1967, Florene Mullins had just turned on the two table lamps in the living room. The winter day was shading into twilight and shadows pooled in the corners, making her feel blue. She was considering fixing pork chops and fried potatoes…

Rural Stigmata

I’ve nurtured the glowing wound: peroxide, salve, bandages. I’ve done right by this one. The rawness eased, was replaced by budding infant cells. Trenches formed in the nickel-sized spot where my fate and life lines intersected the injury, two deep vertical red canals in a waxy purple-pink circle: a burnt…