I learned early on that Mavens in Wonderville are not easy to find, but Dolls are.

This town knows how to party. Boy did I learn that at a mysterious gathering hosted by a savage couple in Powell.

Is this a town where “weird” has transcended into “mundane”? And just what (or who) are the standard bearers for weird in this town?

Every morning when I walk toward the Cave of Doom known as my office, I travel down a path flanked by a little forest of tall trees. For five seconds I feel like a princess in a Disney movie. If ...

Pre-game dinner for Seal Team Six? I cooked it. Wedding cake tasting with Wills and Kate? I preferred the one with chocolate cookies. Matching girls’ weekend tattoos with Angelina? Been there, done that. Alas, these events only left me hungry ...

As we were waxing on about the exalted pleasures of biscuits, one dining companion recounted that the best one she ever ate was Miss June’s penitentiary biscuit.

These are the chronicles of a little girl who moved to a big town. Or perhaps they are the chronicles of a big girl who moved to a little town. My first year here has taught me that Knoxville and ...