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Stephen Foster: How Song Opened a Door on History

August 26, 2025 By Glynn Young Leave a Comment

You can’t research and write a novel about the Civil War, or anything else set in the mid-19th century, without quickly running into the songs people sang. As I researched what would eventually become my novel Brookhaven, I came across war songs, anthems, sung by the Irish who came to America and enlisted, hymns, songs by the home folk, and more. 

I went looking for a book about music in the Civil War, and I found ta small volume published by the Library of America in 2010, Stephen Foster & Co.: Lyrics of America’s First Great Popular Songs. It’s a small, eye-opening gem. I discovered that songs I learned in elementary school had been around for more than a century.

To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.

“Remembering: A Novel” by Wendell Berry

August 20, 2025 By Glynn Young Leave a Comment

It’s the mid-1970s. Andy Catlett is in San Francisco, a writer attending a modern agricultural conference. His family in Kentucky is likely relieved that he’s away; Andy had become very difficult to live with.

The reason: some time before, Andy and a few others were helping a neighbor on his farm. Andy was operating machinery, and almost without realizing what had happened, he lost his hand. The quick actions by the other men likely save his life; he could have bled to death.

Andy knows farm accidents happen. Now one has happened to him. He has had to learn to function with his left hand, the stump of his right arm a constant reminder of what happened. The fact is that Andy no longer feels whole; his entire life is at sea. And he doesn’t know how he’s going to make his way home again.

Remembering is the last published novel so far in the Port William noels by Wendell Berry. I say “so far” because Berry has a new one publishing Oct. 7, entitled Marce Catlett: The Force of a Story. Remembering is the story of man forced to question everything he’s believed in, discovering his own mortality, and ultimately finding redemption. It has all the classic Berry themes: community, the land, the people of the land, family, and faith.

Wendell Berry

The novel is somewhat autobiographical; Berry, too, worked as an agricultural writer for a time. And he would leave that career when he finally understood the inherent conflict between the agriculture he was raised in and what agriculture had become.

Berry is a poet, novelist, essayist, environmentalist, and social critic. His fiction, both novels and stories, are centered in the area he calls Port William, Kentucky, on the Ohio River. He’s won a rather astounding number of awards, prizes, fellowships, and recognitions. He lives on a farm in Kentucky.

Remembering is the story of a deeply troubled heart and mind, a man trying to find his way, and how healing and redemption ultimately happen. 

Related:

My review of Berry’s That Distant Land.

Wendell Berry and the Land.

My review of Berry’s Jayber Crow.

Wendell Berry and This Day: Poems at Tweetspeak Poetry.

Wendell Berry and Terrapin: Poems at Tweetspeak Poetry.

Wendell Berry’s Our Only World.

The Art of the Commonplace by Wendell Berry.

Nathan Coulter by Wendell Berry.

Andy Catlett: Early Travels by Wendell Berry.

A World Lost by Wendell Berry.

A Place on Earth by Wendell Berry.

The Memory of Old Jack by Wendell Berry.

Another Day: Sabbath Poems 2013-2023 by Wendell Berry at Tweetspeak Poetry.

How a Book Inspired a Character

August 13, 2025 By Glynn Young Leave a Comment

I was struggling while I was writing the manuscript of what would become Brookhaven. I was up to my eyeballs in research; I had the overall story arc in my head. I knew it would be 1915, and the character of Sam McClure would be explaining his life during the Civil War.

I had one problem.

What would he be telling the story in the first place? Why would he be recounting both what he had previously told his family and what he hadn’t told them? I knew that in the 1890-1920 period, memoirs of the Civil War were a major genre of autobiography, but this wasn’t a case of Sam writing his story or dictating his story for it to be published as a memoir. The whole idea was him to tell the story not as it happened or chronologically, but how different events of the war shaped the rest of his life.

Bah, humbug. 

I happened to be reading a biography of a woman journalist. Entitled Newspaperwoman of the Ozarks: The Life and Times of Lucile Morris Upton, it has been written by Susan Croce Kelly, herself a former journalist at the now-shuttered St. Louis Globe-Democrat.

Susan and I had met (I can’t believe it’s been this long) some 45years ago, when we both worked in public relations. In fact, we were in the same speechwriting department for a few years. Another speechwriter in the group named Jim Fullinwider and I had lived through a book she was writing at the time, Route 66: The Highway and Its People. She used weekends and vacation time to travel the length of the old Route 66, at least where it still existed. 

The highway started in Chicago and end in Los Angeles, and it was the stuff of legends. It still is today. Jim and I would sit in Susan’s office on Monday mornings, listening in wonder as she told of her weekend Interviews. She’s a born storyteller, and she was telling us stories that we and most other people had never heard before. In 2014, she published her second book, Father of Route 66: The Story of Cy Avery. 

As I was struggling with myself over my own novel, I glanced at the cover of her Lucile Upton book. And I thought. If I went back about a decade in time from the photo of Lucile Upton, I would see the fashions of 1915. (I can’t explain why that thought occurred; it just did.)

Eureka! That was it. Sam McClure would be telling his story, shrouded in mystery still unsolved 50 years after the war had ended, to a newspaperwoman. And her story would turn out to be entangled with his. 

Elizabeth Putnam was born. Headstrong journalist, determined to make her way in what had been a man’s world, not intimidated by what others thought, passionate about women’s right to vote as a first step, and hoping to be sent by her New York newspaper to cover the Great War in Europe.

That’s when I rewrote the beginning of Brookhaven. And that’s when I started rewriting the entire manuscript. Because Brookhaven was never meant to be a story of only the Civil War; it was the story of how a war changed lives and a culture, and how it continued to do that. 

You might say I owe Lucile Morris Upton and Susan Kelly a debt of gratitude. They both helped me tell a story.

Related:

Newspaperwoman of the Ozarks by Susan Kelly.

Top photograph: Lucile Morris Upton about 1915. She would be about six years younger than the character of Elizabeth Putnam in Brookhaven.

The Value of Writing Short Stories

August 6, 2025 By Glynn Young Leave a Comment

In the seven months since my last novel Brookhaven was published, I’ve been focused on talking about it, writing about it, publicizing it, sending out copies, and all the usual things you do to promote your book. I haven’t done much writing of anything else or anything new. An idea for a new novel has been percolating in my mind, but nothing has seen the light of day.

Yet the desire to write is there; it seems like it’s always there. I’ve had to stifle it a bit to keep focused on marketing Brookhaven. 

I was able to scratch the writing itch by what resulted from a coincidence.

To continue reading, please see my post today at the American Christian Fiction Writers blog.

A Bible Verse and a Fictional Scene

July 30, 2025 By Glynn Young Leave a Comment

For the past few months, our church pastors have been preaching a series on the Gospel as seen in the life of David. We’re nearing the end of the series. The sermons have focused on some of the highlights of David’s life, including his anointing by the prophet Samuel, the confrontation with Goliath, the growing animosity of King Saul, the friendship with Saul’s son Jonathan, David becoming king, and Bathsheba. 

Last Sunday, the sermon centered on the end of the rebellion by David’s son Absalom (2 Samuel 18). The army gathered by Absalom has been defeated and scattered; Absalom himself, trying to escape, is caught by his trademark flowing hair in the branches of a tree. He’s dangling there when found by David’s general, who wastes no time in ignoring David’s earlier command to spare Absolom’s life and putting the young man to the sword. 

I’m familiar with the account. I’ve read it many times, my attention caught by the image of Absalom dangling from the tree limb. It is a truism that you can read a book of the Bible, a passage, a chapter, and even a verse scores of times and not see something that will suddenly catch your attention during an additional reading.

This is what I had overlooked: “The battle spread over the face of all the country, and the forest devoured more people that day than the sword” (2 Samuel 18:8, English Standard Version; italics added for emphasis). The penultimate example of this was Absalom himself, but I wondered what had happened to everyone else.

My mind strayed 2,800 years forward to the American Civil War, the Battle of the Wilderness in 1864 near Richmond, Virginia. No rain had fallen for weeks, and the dense brush of the woods was tinder-dry. When the Union army began firing its artillery, the resulting explosions ignited the woods. Soldiers on both sides found themselves not only fighting the enemy but also and even worse foe – a quickly spreading forest fire. (It’s said that the Union artillery killed more of its own men than anything the Confederates did.) 

For my novel Brookhaven, I read extensively about this battle. It’s the setting for the second of three encounters between Captain John Haygood and the young teenager Samuel McClure. Haygood has been wounded and can’t walk unassisted. Not recognizing Sam at first, at gunpoint he orders Sam to take him back to the Union line, dodging animals like snakes fleeing the fire, dying soldiers, and the sounds of single gunshots as the dying and wounded killed themselves rather than be knowingly consumed by the raging fire. It was a fictional scene based entirely on what really happened.

From all accounts, the Wilderness was a horrific battle. If there was a “winner,” it was General Lee’s Confederates. But Ulysses Grant, now in command of the Union army attacking Lee, had something Lee did not – an almost endless supply of recruits – and he was not shy about using them. The Battle of the Wilderness extended for weeks, and it grew to include the Battle of Spotsylvania Courthouse.

It’s a crucial scene in the novel. A year after Grierson’s Raid came to Sam’s hometown of Brookhaven, Mississippi, he again meets the man who had a huge impact on his mother’s life and, indirectly, his own. They will meet once more during the final Battle of Petersburg in 1865.

Absolom’s army was fleeing woods burning from artillery fire, but one can sense the desperation of men who will be judged traitors to King David. They would have met obstacles  like lack of paths, ditches and ravines, wild animals, sudden drop-offs, and, like their leader, unexpected low-hanging branches. 

Researching and writing that scene in Brookhaven gave me a better understanding of that Bible verse. Even when it’s me, I’m fascinated in the way a writer’s mind can work.

Related:

Bear in the Wilderness by Donald Waldemar.

The Battle of the Wilderness by Gordon Rhea.

Diary of a Confederate Tarheel Soldier by Louis Leon.

Hell Itself: The Battle of the Wilderness May 5-7, 1864 by Chris Mackowski.

Photograph by Filip Zrnzevic via Unsplash. Used with permission.

“Spare Us Yet: And Other Stories” by Lucas Smith

July 23, 2025 By Glynn Young Leave a Comment

Faith meets reality. Sometimes, it doesn’t work out as you expect it to, or as you think it should.

Growing up in a culture that’s saturated Catholic (like New Orleans was), even we non-Catholics were aware of the impact and reach of the church. Ash Wednesday felt weird when you were one of the few in public school with a clean forehead. You lined up for your polio vaccine (sugar cube style) at the local Catholic school. Most of the weddings and funerals you attended were Catholic, and you typically found more food at funerals than wedding receptions. Almost all your neighborhood friends were Catholic. You took you SAT tests at the Catholic high school. Catholic was familiar; Catholic was normal.

Perhaps this is why I felt completely at home with Spare Us Yet, the collection of short stories by Lucas Smith. To call them Catholic stories would be an act of misdirection. Certainly, they all have the sense of faith, and a few even concerns priests, religious holidays, and observances. But they are not stories of faith as taught in seminary or theology textbooks as they are stories of faith lived out in day-to-day life.

A young priest prepares for Shrove Tuesday. An American tries to give away an Eisenhower dollar in Mexico, discovering that even friends may not be what they seem. People wrestle with getting the COVID vaccine. An expert marksman volunteers to be part of a firing squad chosen by the condemned felon as his method of execution. An omen of death in the form of a washerwoman appears in three visions. In a dystopian future, a man gets in trouble with villagers for teaching children about Jesus, repeating stories as he remembers them (this may be my favorite in the collection, although several are vying for that). A young boy prepares for a swim meet by having the “heat numbers” written on his arm. Priests try to manager worship during lockdown. A mother and her son take a trip to the Outback. A grandson visits his ailing grandparents, who are trying to cover for each other’s memory loss. A letter to the editor serves as an obituary. And more.

Lucas Smith

Every story in Spare Us Yet is moving; each is worth reading at least twice. The characters are people struggling to make sense of life, struggling to understand what it means to live one’s faith. You know them, you’ve met people like them, and you recognize yourself in them.

Smith is a writer and poet who is from Orange County, California and Australia, where he currently lives. His writing has been published in such literary journals as Australian Book Review, Meanjin, Quadrant, Island, Southerly, and The Rialto. He’s the co-founder and editor-in-chief of Bonfire Books in Melbourne, and in 2023 served as writer-in-residence at Wiseblood Books, which led to the writing and publication of Shape Us Yet. He writes The Sprawl of Quality at Substack.

A word about Wiseblood Books. Likely named for Flannery O’Connor’s first novel, it publishes fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. I’m most familiar with the poetry, having read some 18 of their collections over the past several years. I’ve also read several of their fiction works. Their authors include Sally Thomas, Kary Carl, Dana Gioia, James Matthew Wilson, Glenn Arbery, Marly Youmans, and many authors. The novel Hold Fast, by Spencer K.M. Brown, was one of my favorite books in all of 2024. They work with literary fiction, serious literary fiction, but it’s also readable literary fiction. I can’t recommend them enough.

Related:

Lucas Smith reads from his story “Compline.”

An Australian to English Glossary for Spare Us Yet – Luch Smith at The Sprawl of Quality.

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An award-winning speechwriter and communications professional, Glynn Young is the author of three novels and the non-fiction book Poetry at Work.

 

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