You will often find Martha in the small town where she lives, down in the flatlands of North Carolina. But, for sure, her heart is up on the rolling ridges of the Roan.
Her family were hard working souls that lived by the good Book and sometimes life was pretty hard. But through deep faith, and God's unfailing 'Love and Mercy', they managed to make it through the trying times.
As she sought out her ancestors, she found that she connected and somehow understood the heartaches and struggles that they endured living in the harsh landscape of the mountains.
Encouraged by her father, to "get all the stories down on paper", she began to write and the stories began to take on a life of their own.
If you happen to run into her and see a faraway look in her eyes, remember that her head is often back 'up in the clouds'. She has travelled back, once again, to the Old Cloudland Hotel that stood proud up on Roan Mountain. She has returned back to a time where the beautiful strains of music, from a long gone era, sometimes waft mysteriously down from the misty high ridges.
The Roan never forgets her own.