Author: Stepheny Forgue Houghtlin

Stepheny Forgue Houghtlin grew up in Evanston, IL. and is a graduate of the University of Kentucky. She is an author of two novels: The Greening of a Heart and Facing East. She lives, writes and gardens in NC. Visit her: Stephenyhoughtlin.com

The Koi Pond Opening Offers a ‘Third Place’ Opportunity

Koi Pond's Brand New Path Leads to a New Day in the Life of  Rocky Mount Thu-Fri: 5:00 pm - 10:00 pm Sat: 12:00 pm - 10:00 pm Sun: 12:00 pm - 6:00 pm CONGRATULATION TO THE KOI POND BREWERY As Billy Crystal would say, "You look marvelous, darling." I have been writing about a … Continue reading The Koi Pond Opening Offers a ‘Third Place’ Opportunity →

The Downtown Prophet – Vann Joines – Part 2

A writer of fiction, I know how essential a setting is to a novel, how important the opening lines of a story are. I have written a mini scene for you that takes place at the Prime Smokehouse on Thomas Street in Rocky Mount. Quiet jazz plays in the background. A man and woman are seated … Continue reading The Downtown Prophet – Vann Joines – Part 2 →

The Downtown Prophet – Vann Joines – Part 1

proph·et  (prŏf′ĭt) n. A person gifted with profound moral insight and exceptional powers of expression. A predictor; a soothsayer. The chief spokesperson of a movement or cause. Not all prophets have beards, long hair, and wear robes in need of a laundromat. Some are handsome, fit, as in a triathlon aspirant, and oh, OH so … Continue reading The Downtown Prophet – Vann Joines – Part 1 →

We All Owe Craig Bone a Big THANK YOU

Susan Chandler Young Becomes A Hero Craig Bone, Rocky Mount, NC, found a game board in his attic having forgotten the details of how he'd come by it. He posted a photograph of The Game of Rocky Mount on one of our interesting Facebook pages...Rocky Mount Way Back When. The posts are often about nostalgic … Continue reading We All Owe Craig Bone a Big THANK YOU →

Christmas on Main Street With Stepheny

This time of year Frank Sinatra's version of I'll be Home for Christmas usually makes me  homesick for the little girl I once was, and for my parents, and Christmas memories.  The Marshall Field's Christmas windows in downtown Chicago were apart of those times. Because I have been doing a lot of thinking, researching, and talking to … Continue reading Christmas on Main Street With Stepheny →