Michelle Buck Lipscomb was born in Point Pleasant, West Virginia, and attended Mason County schools until the age of 15, when she and her family moved to Moultrie, Georgia. There, she went on to finish third in her class at Colquitt County High School. Ms. Lipscomb graduated Magna Cum Laude with a Bachelor of Science in Education from Valdosta State University in Valdosta, GA. She later received her Master’s Degree in education from Valdosta State University and obtained an endorsement to teach gifted and talented students. In her twenty-seven years as an educator, Ms. Lipscomb has taught fifth and third grades, as well as gifted and early-intervention classes. She was named the 2016-17 Teacher of the Year for Hahira Elementary in Lowndes County, Georgia. Ms. Lipscomb currently serves as the Instructional Coach at Hahira Elementary. She resides in Hahira, Georgia, and has three children, ages 17, 25 and 27.
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WV Writers is pleased to announce the return of the one-day WV Writers Fall Conference. Make plans to join us November 4, 2017 at Tamarack, off I77 in Beckley and ‘Fall for Writing.’
Beginning at 10 a.m. and continuing until 5:00 p.m., there will be four workshop time slots with eight workshops from which to select. Those include Playwriting, Plot, Young Adult, Writing for the Periodical Market, Nonfiction, Poetry, and Developing Characters.
Lunch will be on your own, but the food at Tamarack is fabulous! After the workshops, you will have an opportunity to have your book purchases autographed by the presenters.
The cost for the full day of workshops, networking, and honing your craft is only $50 per person for WV Writers' members, and $60 for non-members. You may register online at www.wvwriters.org, you can mail a check or money order to PO Box 212, Scott Depot, WV 25560. Be sure to include a note with your name and contact information.
WV Writers is excited to return this popular fall workshop to the lineup of events. Don’t miss this chance to charge your writing batteries for your winter of writing ahead!
The Maynard I knew was a writer. And damn, what a voice. Some folks color outside the lines. He saw no lines, he simply colored his words as he saw fit. Some folks think outside the box. He ignored the box. Boxes were a form of containment, and he would not be contained. He refused and disdained chains.
He had the courage to write of ugly truths, hard truths, yet he wrote of them with roughly hewn beauty. And he might scoff at me for saying so, but he was indeed an artist. He mixed truth and fiction like no other – you never knew if he wrote of his history, or of his enhanced dreams. As he succinctly put it, his works were scatter shots. I would add that his scatter shots were indeed an art form.
On a June day in 2008, we met and ere long were both convinced we’d known one another in former lives. And we laughed. Lord, how we laughed that day, and on many occasions since. Over the years, it became patently obvious to us that one of our many life-roles, was to make the other laugh.
On occasion, we shared stages – him reading from his works, and me playing guitar. They were precious moments to me, and to him. He told me so, and I knew from his smiles, that it was so.
We were Gonzo Mountaineers, and between the two of us we shared well over a century of undetected crime. Outlaw Artists is how we viewed one another, and we took pride in that assessment. But we laughed at it too. Neither he nor I took ourselves too seriously.
And it happened that a week or so before he left, we spoke on the phone. We made each other laugh again, and said to each other, “I love you brother.” And when he passed in the wee hours of a June morning in 2017, my good friend John-Boy and I were on my porch, drunker than Cooter Brown, picking guitars and laughing, unaware of his departure. I think Lee would have seen our tom-foolery as a fitting tribute. I’m damn sure he would’ve laughed.
On learning of Lee’s death, a mutual friend concisely concluded “The world just became a less interesting place.” Truer words were never spoken.
June 28, 2017
It is with sadness that we at WV Writers report that the writer and infamous WV native son Lee Maynard has passed. Cat Pleska, former WVW president and good friend of Lee, reports that he died with his son by his side on June 16, in Colorado.
She writes "Lee wanted no memorials, no wakes, no funerals. His family will scatter his ashes in Grand Canyon, a fitting tribute, I think."
Lee is known for his novels in the Crum trilogy. In recent years, he penned new works Cinco Becknell and Magnetic North, as well as his 2009 memoir in fiction The Pale Light of Sunset: Scattershots and Hallucinations in an Imagined Life. He was a regular workshop presenter at the WV Writers summer conference.
Lee Maynard, 1936-2017
For those who placed in the 2017 WV Writers Annual Writing Contest, but who could not attend the banquet, the certificates are officially in the mail as of this morning.
And a big shout out to the Lewisburg Post Office for all their assistance and infinite patience during the entire contest season.
Once again it has been my pleasure to serve as the contest coordinator.
The winners of the 2017 West Virginia Writers Annual Writing Contest were announced during our Annual Awards Banquet at the WVW Summer Conference, June 10.
You can now download the 2017 WINNERS LIST.
Keep in mind this is the preliminary winners list and does not yet include the winners of the Writers Wall and People's Choice contests from the conference itself. Check back next-week for those.
Thanks to everyone who entered the contest this year. It was a pleasure to have served as contest coordinator for my fourth year.
Tim Waggoner, workshop presenter for the upcoming West Virgina Writers Summer Conference, was awarded the Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in Long Fiction. for his novel The Winter Box. You can learn from the man himself June 9, 10 and 11, at Cedar Lakes Conference Center in Ripley, W.Va. at the WV Writers Summer Conference 2017.