I smudged the house with sage and mugwort. Okay, let’s say I doused the house with sage and mugwort. It needed it. The energy in here was oppressive. It’s lighter now, clearer. I’m almost buoyant. But I think I may have gone too far – because it’s so peaceful that all I want to do right now is sleep…


Author: Mari Adkins

Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I'm a Simmer, I tumbl, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my lifepartner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.