J.B. Weisenfels has lived in rural Arkansas for three decades. She is a writer, a mom, and a graduate student. She is also an avid collector of tacky fish whatnots, slightly chipped teapots, and other old things. In her spare time she enjoys driving to the nearest creek to sit a while. If you were to visit her, she'd try to feed you cornbread.
I’m aware that it’s going to make some of y’all mad that this title says “Arkansan” instead of “Arkansawyer,” but we’re going to keep having that small disagreement. I’m just following the style of most modern publications, and I hope you find it in your hearts to forgive me someday. I think I’ve got an idea about how we can come together, though. How about we spend today discussing all the things that make us mad when outsiders do them? I’ll admit, this particular list is personal. I travel some for school, and I’ve got friends from all over because I’m a writer and well…y’all wouldn’t believe the things I’ve heard about Arkansas. Here’s a list of 14 of those horrors that I wish some folks had learned about before they chose to talk to me. (Y’all feel free to add to more in the comments.)