Welcome to Porchlight Press
Holding the door open for stories with soul.
Porchlight Press is my home for stories that matter—stories about place, presence, and the people who shape both.
Whether I’m writing about a neighbor down the street in Macon, my time spent in a Kenyan village years ago, or my return to a small town in Georgia where the porch is both refuge and reflection, every word you’ll find here is rooted in one thing: meaning.
This isn’t just a blog. It’s a gathering place for memory, belonging, and beauty.
For musings, updates, and little things I’m learning. Not every story fits in a series. Sometimes I just want to share what’s blooming, what I’m thinking, or what’s next. These are short reflections, behind-the-scenes updates, and casual notes from one porch-sitter to another.
Here’s how to explore my collection:
Held Here: Presence in Profile
Meet Macon’s artists, musicians, makers, and quiet legends. These biweekly portraits honor the people who show up with heart and hold space for others in ways that change their communities—and sometimes the world.
The Far Porch
Stories from Kenya, and what they taught me about grace, grief, and giving. In 2005, I traveled to Kisumu, Kenya. I thought I was going to help—but it was me who was transformed. These reflections, originally published as blog posts, are part travelogue, part spiritual reckoning, and part love letter to the human spirit.
Southern Say-So: Essays from home
Some stories come easy. Some stay hidden till someone with a little porchlight and a lot of Southern say-so knocks on the door and asks the right question.
This is where I set those stories down — music and memory, gospel and grease, fame and family, and the true costs of carrying a song down the highway. I write about the South I know and the people I meet, the legends and the nobodies, the backroads and the backbeats.
If there’s something worth saying, you’ll find it here.
Archive Spotlight
Archives Spotlight brings lost stories into the light. Here you’ll find reflections, rediscovered writings, and excerpts from past work that still speak truth today. Whether it’s a dusty journal entry, a moment from Kenya, or a memory too important to leave behind, these pieces honor where I’ve been—and how far I’ve come.
