Stories rooted in place. Written for everywhere.

Six novels deep and running. Huck Rogers is an American expat navigating the bars, back channels, and danger zones of Southeast Asia — from the Philippines to Vietnam to Taiwan. Part thriller, part travelogue, entirely addictive. Start with South of Manila.

Mississippi Delta, 1895. Five hundred Italian immigrants arrive with a papal blessing and a contract they couldn't read. The contract is a trap. Antonio Piccolo knew that before he signed it — he just didn't know what the window out would cost. Around him, a world is being born from swamp and ruin: Isaiah Montgomery raising Mound Bayou out of nothing, Will Dockery building a plantation empire that will become the cradle of the blues. Antonio has his eye on land. The question is what kind of man he'll have to become to take it.

A Delta story involving a beauty queen, a movie star, and the way small towns absorb scandals and keep them forever. Literary fiction rooted in the rhythms of Mississippi.

A hybrid of literary true crime and food writing built around the last meal requests of condemned prisoners. Equal parts haunting and human — a book about mortality, mercy, and what we want when we know it's the last thing we'll ever ask for.

The true story of Alonzo Robinson, a 1934 Mississippi cannibal whose case quietly shaped the literary archetype of Hannibal Lecter. Part true crime, part Southern Gothic, part excavation of a story that was never supposed to be told.

Stories from the American South and beyond. Characters who make terrible decisions for reasons you completely understand, in landscapes that hold everything they've ever witnessed.

Fifty-two recipes. One reluctant convert. Dave Crispen's sister mailed him cricket flour with a note about sustainable protein, and twelve months later he is hosting dinner parties built around grasshopper quinoa and fielding recipe questions from his UPS driver. Part cookbook, part confession, entirely funnier than it has any right to be.

Diane came for New Orleans. Jack came for the music. The Mississippi Delta, which neither of them planned to notice, stopped them cold for a month. A 35th anniversary road trip down the Blues Highway, from Memphis to the French Quarter, with detours into everything a good guidebook would never think to mention.