A.R. Geiger

My Blog

  • Until I Come Home

    I parked the truck behind the house when we came. It’s covered in branches now, leaves littered over the seats and the bed. I dragged the branches up from the creek bottoms that first night, to hide the truck and to make it seem as though it belongs here. But the leaves fell on their…

  • Room

    Among the many books that I have loved in my lifetime, very few of them have been contemporary fiction. The books I generally love, and reach for, are children’s fiction, YA, teen fantasy, history and myth, and—more recently—some of the more popular classics you would find on those lists of books that claim you must…

  • Come Home

    I leave the car in the woods by the road. I take the keys and lock all the doors before I go, but I already know it will be gone if I come back. I know better than to leave a vehicle to the scavengers. It takes a shotgun to keep them off, not a…

  • Ozark Native

    Ozark Native “It was one of those perfect Ozark mornings—clean, fresh, and green. I closed my eyes, puffed out my chest, and sucked my lungs full of that fresh-scented air. I could feel the tingling sensations clear down to my toes. It made me feel like I had just been born and had my whole…

  • Up in Ashes

    They light the fires when dusk begins to darken beneath the trees. The children come first, gathering the wood, piling it together, adding the sticks and branches and needles they collected in the forest. They bring the wood solemnly, and I can see the apprehension in their dark eyes when they look at me. Everyone…

  • On Sabbatical Until January 1st

    I love you all! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!