Christmas at Grey Sage
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I am always indebted to my husband Bill, the love of my life and the one who never, and I mean never, lets things get boring. He understands why I write and why I must write. He was unbothered when I rose in the middle of the night because a character was nudging me to work. He asked no questions when I told him I needed to return to Santa Fe to see and feel and smell and walk those streets again. He loaded the Jeep, and off we went. He never complained when he was served Indian fry bread for days until I perfected the recipe so that it was worthy of Lita, the innkeeper at Grey Sage. Thank you, Bill, for being my leader and my cheerleader, and for being my home while we walk Home together.
Phyllis Clark Nichols’s character-driven Southern fiction explores profound human questions using the imagined residents of small town communities you just know you’ve visited before. With a strong faith and a love for nature, art, music, and ordinary people, she tells redemptive tales of loss and recovery, estrangement and connection, longing and fulfillment . . . often through surprisingly serendipitous events.
Phyllis grew up in the deep shade of magnolia trees in South Georgia. Born during a hurricane, she is no stranger to the winds of change: In addition to her life as a novelist, Phyllis is a seminary graduate, concert pianist, and cofounder of a national cable network with health- and disability-related programming. Regardless of the role she’s playing, Phyllis brings creativity and compelling storytelling.
She frequently appears at conventions, conferences, civic groups, and churches, performing half-hour musical monologues that express her faith, joy, and thoughts about life—all with the homespun humor and gentility of a true Southern woman.
Phyllis currently serves on several nonprofit boards. She lives in the Texas Hill Country with her portrait-artist husband.
Website: PhyllisClarkNichols.com
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