C. D. Albin is author of the award-winning story collection Hard Toward Home (Press 53) and the poetry collection Axe, Fire, Mule (Golden Antelope Press). He has contributed nonfiction to a number of publications, including American Book Review, Georgia Review, and Harvard Review. For many years he has taught writing and literature at Missouri State University – West Plains, a two-year campus in his home town.
I’m sure you won’t remember me, but we met years ago in Oxford at Ole Miss at the Oxford Conference for the Book by the author, Pat Conroy. My maiden name is Albin, and we struck up a conversation. You sent me an article you had written in the Ozarks Mountaineer. That was in 1995, and I have been derelict in my duties because I don’t remember ever responding to you or thanking you for the interesting article. I just came across it again while looking for some short stories I had written years ago. I enjoyed reading it again, and wanted to thank you for your letter and the article. After looking you up online, I read where you have been writing and winning awards for your writing. Congratulations on all of your accomplishments. I look forward to reading some of your writing.
I just got a book of poetry and photography published, “When Sunrise Fills the Skies”, and it is available on Amazon, if you are interested in perusing it. I am preparing a book of short stories, an adult fiction book, and a children’s book for publication now. I am also trying to finish another adult fiction that I started many years ago and had put it aside. I have been very sick and close to death several different times over the years, but I’m feeling better now and trying to tie up loose ends.
Are you still in West Plains, MO? Since I met you, I have had three of my children graduate from Ole Miss Law School and one granddaughter. If you will give me your email address, your geographical address, or your phone number, I will be glad to contact you regarding the Albin family tree.
My daughter in law is of the Faulkner family and my mother’s kin people were Bernhardts. I just noticed the last line of the Southern Literary Review on this page, listed both of those names. What a coincidence!