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Category Archives: Blog
We’re Still Here
At mile three, I chugged through the woods and made my way out onto the Natchez Trace. A cold wind whipped across the Reservoir, making my bones ache. I paused for a second and lifted my camera. In front of … Continue reading
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Joy to the World
For the past couple of months, I’ve sat in book stores and shops around Mississippi, signing books and watching people rush around as they try to stay ahead of Holiday stress. I’ve had moments of busyness as I joyfully personalized … Continue reading
Cheers to 20 years
Moving to Mississippi didn’t make a bit of sense on paper. I had a great job (at Copley News Service in San Diego), had a great boss and worked with amazing people. And I lived in San Diego — don’t … Continue reading
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Upcoming book signings before Christmas (dates may be added later)
You can order a signed copy at clarionledger.com/ramsey20 Saturday, December 17 11 a.m. – 1:00 p.m. Lemuria Books (I-55 Frontage Road) 1:30 p.m. — 3:30 p.m. Inside Out (Renaissance Ridgeland, MS) Sunday, December 18 12 noon – 2:30 … Continue reading
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Where you can get a signed-copy of Drawing the Line
1. You can order it at clarionledger.com/ramsey20 2. Bookstores and stores that have it: Lemuria Barnes & Noble Renaissance (Ridgeland) Inside Out (Renaissance Ridgeland) Book Mart & Cafe (Starkville) Reed’s Gum Tree Books (Tupelo) Turnrow Book Co. (Greenwood) Kademi (Philadelphia) … Continue reading
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Running for a Buzz
At 5 a.m., I turned on the phone and read this headline, “Astronaut Buzz Aldrin evacuated from South Pole after falling ill” First thought: I hope he’ll be OK. Second thought: Buzz Aldrin is a total bad-*ss. Seriously. Sure, the … Continue reading
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What flames can’t touch
The Ole Smoky Candy Kitchen is one of those bookends of my life. Located in the middle of downtown Gatlinburg, it makes the best homemade taffy. My four grandparents (I won that lottery) would take me to Gatlinburg every summer. … Continue reading
Trying to reason with Tornado Season
When I moved here, I had a non-county specific weather radio. If a cow farted in Port Gibson, it would go off — and my blood pressure would go up with it. I’m not a big fan of tornadoes. I … Continue reading
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The Rain Apocalypse
Today, something will happen that has not happened in a long, long time. A mysterious mind-controlling liquid will fall from the sky. This liquid will make people forget how to drive. It will cause cars to bump into each other. … Continue reading
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Happy Thanksgiving
The dishes are clean and put away. The leftovers (what’s left of them) are safely in the refrigerator (for now). Several football games are watched. The guests are heading home, struggling from a tryptophan hangover. Thanksgiving 2016 is in the … Continue reading
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