This author couldn’t tell the truth about his kin if he wanted to. So sit back, remember that there might be some speck of fact mixed in with the fiction, and just enjoy the read—because he’s back again with still more tales of those Cornfields and their rowdy neighbors from up on Coaley Creek. In the tradition of Times of Used to Be and The Cornfields of Coaley Creek, Mullins is telling on his brothers and sisters in ways that will send you kicking and grinning on the floor like a Soapy-dope.

In this collection you will read about dogging bulls and swinging through the air with the greatest of ease, on a grapevine, along with stories of haints and he-witches and ones that didn’t get away. There’s even a story about that great mountain delicacy, tater jelly. The cast of characters also includes brimstone-breathing, snake-toting preachers and sweet-talking, google-eyed, lovesick boys doing the darnedest things. And then there’s the cob fight.

If you have ever lived in the mountains, this will take you back down memory lane and home again. If you haven’t been so lucky, just hold on and enjoy the visit to another time and place.