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

You and the World Have a Chance

You and the World Have a Chance

Richard Hugo wrote, “Writing is a way of saying that you and the world have a chance.” This gives me hope in a seemingly less hopeful world. The world as I’ve known it my whole life doesn’t seem to have much of a chance most days, but I’ve not been writing so much...

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I feel Grey Today

I feel Grey Today

Most days I feel purple – it’s my signature color, after all. But today – today, I feel grey. It’s February. It has been raining for three days, I think, but my days are running together. I had norovirus over the weekend, and it has left me depleted on many levels. I,...

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Reading Minds

Reading Minds

I’ve been reading minds – great minds – and their lush words lately. Part of taking the chapbook class I’m taking with Connie Green is that I’m supposed to read three poems each day. I have failed at this goal miserably for weeks. Up until the past week three-four...

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