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

Two Days Away

Two Days Away

Russ and I typically try to get away for a trip every Fall. During “intense covid,” this simply couldn’t happen. This year, it wasn’t financially feasible to do one, plus, he hasn’t been able to get much time off from work, not even to go visit his family (his father...

Beth Macy

Beth Macy

I haven’t read Dopesick. Please don’t judge me too harshly for that. I know – it has been out for years now. What’s up with me not having read it yet? I’ve readily and heartily suggested it to numerous friends and strangers because so many friends and colleagues have...

Good Ol’ Rocky Top

Good Ol’ Rocky Top

I’m probably one of the few people you will ever meet who cries over the song “Rocky Top.” I’ve always loved it, although it means different things to me now than it did when I was a kid. The first time I ever remember listening to it was at my cousin Melenia’s house,...