Mj Pettengill

Without such knowledge and wisdom, we are but rootless trees, destined to fall in the raging storms that continue to plague us.

In time, I will share what I have learned—another aspect of social death in a world that is seemingly waking up.

The record keepers have had a tendency to experience convenient historical amnesia.

If my response to what I learn is daunting, I examine why I am being affected as much as I am.

Impossible to focus on one group without the others, and as divided as they appeared to be, they were bound by their afflictions.

She stood waiting in my doorway, which is often ajar. I invited her in and still carry her with me.

I fell asleep to the sound of rain on the roof. During other seasons, this is of great comfort. However, not now, not here. One of my...

When she shared her hard-earned wisdom, it required time, possibly years, to comprehend the fullness of it.

Tho’ she often spoke of the rules, she broke them when she saw fit.

It is about knowing that these souls, and many like them, although hidden, once walked amongst us in time.

No friend to wipe the sweat of death...

The process of deciding which souls become narrators in the Etched in Granite Historical Fiction Series can be daunting. Initially, after...