Waiting for the Sky

Waiting on the Sky – Winner of the 2015 Kansas Notable Book Award

In this collection of 72 essays, Cheryl Unruh connects with Kansas on a personal level. She writes about growing up on this open land, seeing the Arkansas River at flood stage in 1965, and about telling ghost stories with her brother and cousins in the spooky upstairs of her grandmother’s farmhouse. The Kansas sky and weather are characters in her lifelong story, ever-present, feisty and beautiful.

Here is a sample essay from WAITING ON THE SKY: A Part of Kansas.

 

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  • A Rumor of Coyotes September 18, 2016
      *****   Hey, friends! I’ve started a new blog called A Rumor of Coyotes. You can find it here: cherylunruh.com.  The new blog will focus more on writing and… life, I guess. Come on over!   *****
  • SUNLIGHT March 14, 2016
      SUNLIGHT You stand against the sky, today a springtime blue. Golden sunlight sparkles in your hair. That ray of sun, sent to Earth, raced through the galaxy at the speed of light. It landed here.  It landed on you. ~ Cheryl Unruh
  • Mid-Winter in Kansas January 29, 2016
    To celebrate Kansas Day, I was on Kansas Public Radio today with this piece: Finding Hope in The Bleak Mid-Winter of Kansas.
  • Notable 2015 June 15, 2015
    ***** ********** I’m happy to announce that my second book of essays about Kansas, Waiting on the Sky, has been selected as a 2015 Kansas Notable Book! Here’s the list of Kansas books/books by Kansas authors selected as Notable Books this year.   To order a copy of Waiting on the Sky, click here.  *****
  • Fred’s Derby February 12, 2015
      FRED’S DERBY   When I moved to this town, Fred’s Derby was the place for eggs and hash browns when the bars closed down at 3 a.m.   Fred’s had been there forever, a long, white building, windows on the highway side of the diner, dead flies on the window sill, sad plastic bottles […]