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  • Chapter Ten:  The Great Eavesdroppin’ Incident

    (Holler Lore smudged between spilled potion ink and a hog hoofprint) It all started behind the smokehouse. Not in it. No goblin with a lick of sense trespassed on Ma’s salting and brewing domain, but behind it, in the narrow… Continue reading

  • (Mini Chapter) Nine: Pa Handles It

    Holler Chronicles: He’d already had his grace. First war in the holler, the new goblin, Joseph, snatched a target that wasn’t his.  Stole it right out from under one of the others. And this was Territory Wars, one of the… Continue reading

  • Chapter Eight: Whispers by the Fire

    (A fireside retelling by the goblin cousins) The fire popped and cracked, sending sparks up into the mist thick holler sky. The goblin cousins sat in a loose circle, backs against log stumps, legs stretched out, a few of them… Continue reading

  • Chapter Six: Watcher of the Woodshed: The Legend of Bacon

    There ain’t a soul in the holler who remembers exactly where Bacon came from. Not in a way that makes sense, anyway. Ma claims she found him rootin’ behind the woodshed one autumn morning, half-starved and shaped like a question… Continue reading

  • Chapter Five: The Goblin Cousins

    The goblin crew were often referred to affectionately as ‘cousins.’ Loud, messy, brilliant in their own wrong ways. Some with the sharpest funneling instincts this side of the mines, others who couldn’t tell a war plan from a biscuit recipe… Continue reading

  • Chapter 3: Pa

    Pa didn’t say much if it wasn’t needed. He wasn’t one for rambling or fussing. But when he did speak, his words hit like a well-placed strike. Solid, brief, and impossible to ignore. In the holler, there were all types… Continue reading