Writer. Reader. Storyteller.

Portia B. Pennington

Portia B. Pennington finds the drama and the humor in the salt-and-pepper, we-need-milk, life and death, of daily living. She writes for children, for old folks, and for everyone in between.

Portia believes that stories linger in the crooks and crannies of every single life, no matter where, no matter the age. Real or fantastic, poetic or dramatic, Pennington finds the heart of the story and tells it.

Featured Works

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Logo of Good River Review from Spalding University featuring elegant cursive and block fonts.

About Portia

Hi! I’m so glad you’re here. If we were together in the real world I would buy you a scoop of ice cream (mine would be mint chocolate chip), or a Diet Coke with ice and a straw, or maybe some warm and cozy queso and chips.

You probably love to read and write and watch movies and go to plays as much as I do, which means we could very easily be friends. I’ve been doing all of those things forever, and I will keep doing them forever, even if I run out of bookcases. That’s what the floor is for.

I love going to school. Some of my happiest (and, if I’m being really honest, worst) days have been in school. I love classrooms, and chalkboards, and notebooks, and pencils, and desks, and staplers. I love teachers and learning what makes them tick, and finding out, sometimes, it makes me tick, too.

I have a M.A. in writing from Western Kentucky University, and my M.F.A. in Screenwriting/Playwriting from Spalding University. Some of my favorite people are the folks I met when I was studying at both.

I love stories about real people trying to make life work. Language, and poetry, and rhythm, and the ebb and flow of storytelling is what I do, and what I am about.

I live and work in Kentucky, with a great big P Squad of folks I love (my husband, our five kids, a bonus boy, and their partners, and ten grandkids). And don’t forget my four-legged buddy, D.J. We are loud and crazy, and I can’t imagine it any other way.

A middle-aged woman with gray hair and glasses smiling and sitting on the grass in a garden with a brick wall, trees, and bushes in the background.

Latest writings

New blog entries, creative projects, and portfolio updates are published regularly on Substack.

Works

Books & Essays

Poetry & Literary Publications

  • Simple Gifts Poetry Project, Founder and Principal Poet

  • Watching George Ella Teach, National Council of Teachers of English English Journal

Feature Length Screenplays

Written By Elodia Jane Wilder

  • Top 15% — Nicholl Fellowships

  • Finalist — Table Read My Screenplay (Austin)

  • Selected Project — Stowe Story Labs

  • Finalist — PAGE Fellowship at Stowe Story Labs

  • Quarterfinalist — PAGE International Screenwriting Awards

Route Pack Six

  • Selected Project — Stowe Story Labs

Fighting Words

  • Scriptapalooza Quarterfinalist

Plays

Talley Road (Winner — Kentucky New Voices; staged production at Public Theatre of Kentucky)

Stories We Do Not Tell

The Workshop

Film Projects

Disturbance| Feature length documentary

Free Range| Best of Genre — Nashville 48 Hour Film Festival

It Depends| Student short film

Residencies & Creative Development

  • Residency Fellow — Milkwood

  • Whole Novel Workshop - Highlights Foundation

  • Residency Fellow — Oak Ledge at Hindman

  • Development work completed through Stowe Story Labs, Sewanee Writers’ Conference, and Stony Brook Southampton Playwriting Conference

  • Appalachian Writers Workshop

Me with my fellow Milkwood residents!

Our Milkwood residency gang!

“One day a girl, who was no longer a girl but felt like one still, flew away from her real life to a place she had only dreamed about.”

Excerpt from my short piece about Milkwood

An elderly woman with glasses and gray hair, smiling, sits on the grass holding a scruffy, light-colored dog with a darker tail in her lap, surrounded by green plants and trees, with a brick wall in the background.

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