chrissie anderson peters

Appalachian Author

Chrissie Anderson Peters is a Southwest Virginia native and the author of three books: Dog Days and Dragonflies, Running From Crazy, and Blue Ridge Christmas. Her writing can also be found  in Pine Mountain Sand & Gravel, The Mildred Haun Review, Still: The Journal, and Clinch Mountain Review, among other publications. Chrissie is currently at work on her fourth book, which is tentatively titled Chasing After Rainbows

Dog Days and Dragonflies
Running From Crazy
Blue Ridge Christmas

I’ve been writing almost as long as I’ve been reading. Words have always been a comfort and a strength…

Chrissie Anderson Peters takes us into the complicated, dark, and beautiful heart of contemporary Appalachia with these intriguing stories, essays, and poems.

Silas House, author of Same Sun Here and Parchment of Leaves

If you’re looking for brave vision in a new voice, Dog Days and Dragonflies is the book for you. Chrissie Anderson Peters’ stories of friendship, hardship, family love and betrayal will stay with you long past the last page

George Ella Lyon, author of She Let Herself Go

Again and again, Chrissie Anderson Peters reminds us about everything that’s magical, revealing the true spirit of Christmas.

Denton Loving, author of Crimes Against Birds

Recent Writing

There’s no NHL Team in Charlotte

There’s no NHL Team in Charlotte

Russ and I were originally slated to go to an NFL game last weekend in Pittsburgh, but, long story short, the trip didn’t make. Not enough people were interested. We’re hoping that it will be a go for next year, though. So, instead, we decided to spend that weekend...

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Makes Scentsy to Me

Makes Scentsy to Me

On August 28, I decided to sign up to sell Scentsy products. I've been using Scentsy for a few years now and really enjoy them. A lot of people think of Scentsy and think, "Oh, that's something like candles," which is kinda true, but also inaccurate. Scentsy was...

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Closer to Fine

Closer to Fine

“Well, darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable/And lightness has a call that’s hard to hear/I wrapped my fear around me like a blanket/I sailed my ship of safety ‘til I sank it/I’m crawling on your shores…” – Indigo Girls On my birthday this year, my Pledge Sister in...

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