Keenly observed and written with his insightful and deadpan sense of humor, he explores enduring Southern truths about home, place, spirit, table, and the regions’ varied geographies, including his native Alabama, Cajun country, and the Gulf Coast. Everything is explored, from regional obsessions from college football and fishing, to mayonnaise and spoonbread, to the simple beauty of a fish on the hook.
Collected from over a decade of his writing, with many never-before-published essays written specifically for this edition, My Southern Journey is an entertaining and engaging read, especially for Southerners (or feel Southern at heart) and anyone who appreciates great writing.
Author Rick Bragg is a Pulitzer Prizewinning journalist and the bestselling author of All Over but the Shoutin’, Ava’s Man, and The Prince of Frogtown. Bragg, who has written for numerous magazines, including Southern Living, Sports Illustrated and Food & Wine, was a newspaper reporter for two decades, covered high school football for the Jacksonville News, and, among other topics, Islamic fundamentalism for The New York Times. He has won more than 50 significant writing awards, in books and journalism, including, twice, the American Society of Newspaper Editors Distinguished Writing Award.
My Assessment –
I had the opportunity to hear Rick Bragg speak at a writer’s conference. His smooth flow of words and Southernly manners transfer from conversation to book seamlessly. He has a gift for words and his delivery leaves you spellbound.
My Southern Journey is indicative of life in the South. The stories are from the heart and speak of love of family and the land we hail from. They speak of truth, the good and the bad. All you need do is open to Page One and you will not be able to put the book down. Each story is to be savored like a pot of Gumbo simmering on the stove.
I’m giving My Southern Journey five stars. Was there ever any doubt?
As we drove they talked of childhood, dirt roads where the dark closed in like a lid on a box, and a daddy who chased the bad things away the second he wlaked in. By the time we hit Montgomery, they had ridden a horse named Bob, poked a dead chicken named Mrs. Rearden, and fished beside a little man named Jessie Clines. They were remembering their mama, and a grandhog who lived under the floorboards, as we drove across Mobile Bay.
Mama always said Choose Your Words Carefully…
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