Here in Tidewater

Not too long ago my husband and I moved to a small town not far from Richmond. It’s quiet and near three rivers. There are marshes and the land is flat. Both of us are used to rolling hills and mountains, so this is something new.

I have this feeling that a place holds memories and in time will share them with you. My recent writings reflect this phenomenon. I’m working on a story about early English settlements and the natives.

Stories happen. History weaves itself into them.

Glenda Kotchish

Fireflies

Last August,  I published a story, “Fireflies”.  But it was more than a story.  I asked my friend, Chris Semtner about illustrating it—with enough images for an exhibit at Art Works.  Chris began work on sketches, then paintings.

Then I asked Addie Barnhart to narrate and Keith Ramsey put the images and voice-overs together and created a film. On opening night at Art Works, the audience saw the paintings, the film and met the cast of characters that made all this possible. The paintings are available online.

The book is available on Amazon.

You can see the video on YouTube

Enjoy.

A New Story

I’m working a new story. In a way, it’s complete. But I think there is more to it then that which is on paper so far. I’m intrigued by this place where I live. After almost two years of being here, I’m only now discovering it’s secrets and magic.  Here’s the opening line of my story

“Granddaughter, you are right. This place, home, feels magical. And it’s not just the memories of play tea parties on the patio with you, or the building of little sand castles here on the beach park. Let me tell you the real story, or a part of it anyway. Interested?”

“Well alright then.”

Once upon a time, this tiny patch of grass and sand, this small slice of shore, where these three rivers merge-